Considering how small the medbay was, it was pathetically easy for Graff to find his Commanding officer; at the moment, one of the medtechs was diligently changing the dressing covering the stitches in Erich's side, though the big veteran instantly noticed Graff's arrival and beckoned him over. "Afternoon Graff."<br/><br/>The medtech finished her job and moved away to input some notes onto Erich's 'chart' such as pointing out that his injuries were healing admirably, and quickly, leaving the two mechwarriors with a modicum of privacy. "So, before you ask me what you want to ask, which probably involves a refit on that critternest you call a 'mech, I want to ask you what your honest opinion of the mission was."