It appears that Parker's fear is losing touch with his humanity.
Of feeling nothing.
If he feels nothing, what constraints will he have upon his actions?
None.
So he's chosen to seek to fill the nothingness with humor and joy and fellowship.
Bad jokes, roasting his juniors, inappropriately timed jests, these are his means of building solid relationships to keep him from succumbing to emptiness.
"Such an irritating older brother" is the greatest praise he can hope for.
Well, he wouldn't mind if it were "Such an irritating yet reliable older brother".
Mao really wishes Veight would stop throwing his negotiation space in disorder by introducing himself at the drop of a hat.
There are various ways to put those you are negotiating with off their stride, and striking terror in their hearts isn't a good one; it's a bit more than just off their stride, you see. They start flailing around unpredictably.
Unpredictability is bad.
The Pirate City of Beluza.
Of course the City Guard will look like a bunch of ruffians!
And the biggest, boldest, most bad-ass of them all will be in charge.
Or at least that's the appearance he'll project.
The mangaka continues to impress.
Many have commented that they initially find the art style off-putting, but that it grows upon you.
After a while, you can't imagine what could be better for this story.
I especially enjoy the use of shadow, the contrast of light and dark.
And how well the various settings reflect various cultures from Earth, the cohesiveness of the various settings.
Nothing jars, it all feels right.
And how expressive everyone is while at the same time seeming like a rapid sketch made on the fly by someone who was there, capturing what they saw as they saw it.