<span style="font-weight: bold">"Look out!"</span><br/><br/>Dren turned and saw Angela flying towards him rather quickly, so he braced himself against the hull of the Mech and caught her as she slammed into him, pushing him back into the hull.<br/><br/>"Careful now." he said, "These things take getting used to." He found himself staring at her for longer than he should, or rather, how her ears made her seem a little familiar in this totally alien world he was in. He then realized he was still holding her around the waist, so he cleared his throat and removed his large, clawed hands, "Be sure to hold onto the hull as you work."<br/><br/>Drifting upward, he noticed the technicians looking up at the hatch the drone had come from, some still inside his cockpit, and still more on the catwalk scrutinizing the engines on the back. He pushed off the Mech's hull and caught himself on the drone's leg, making him stop to drift beside it. It seemed to stop welding for a moment before looking at him.<br/><br/>"<What is it, Dren?>" Yuri asked from it's speakers.<br/><br/>"<These guys are supposed to be fixing these Mechs. Revoke access to the Paladin until the rest of the Mechs are repiared, please.>" he said, drifting in the air with his arms crossed as he stared down at them.<br/><br/>"<Are you sure? They seem to be having fun.>" she asked, one spiked arm of the drone continued welding as the main camera still remained focused on him. Dren watched as one technician started pointing at an area in the Mech's chest, and Dren's sensitive ears picked up some odd words.<br/><br/>"<What does,> "Power Source" <mean?>" he asked. His ears may have picked up the words, but his translator didn't.<br/><br/>"<That means 'Power source'.>" she said, "<They could be talking about the Ether Generator.>"<br/><br/>"<Disable access now.>" Dren snapped. An alarm suddenly sounded from inside the cockpit and whomever was inside bolted out in a hurry, afraid they did something wrong. Once clear, the cockpit raised quickly and closed, then the Paladin  stood, converting to it's Humanoid form, out of reach of the Technicians. They all regrouped at it's feet, staring up at it in wonder.<br/><br/>"Hey! This one's working fine! The others need work!" Dren called, "Can you please work on those and then look at this later?" The Technicians stared at each other for a moment, wondering if they should listen to someone without position. Like it was choreographed, they all turned to look at Angela who scowled from her height, then looked like she would start yelling, but they ran to the other mechs to start repairs before she had the chance. Dren breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want them finding the Paladin's power source just yet. It was a technology that probably wouldn't be replicated properly by them and was dangerous if you got it wrong. Leaving the drone to continue it's work, he pushed off and returned to Angela, handing her one of his hand welders.<br/><br/>"Here, let's get this done."