<hr/><strong>Walter, Grav-Dome with Maho.</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Walter raised a brow at the small Kuritan. She always found the most awkward ways to be sociable on available. If he put her and Miyoko next to each other he would have had a hard time figuring out which one of them were the most socially handicapped. Then again he wouldn't win any trophies either.<br/><br/>"I'm fine, Maho. Just trying to find something other to do than paperwork. Though Perkins is going to take care of that one we reach Outreach."<br/><br/>Perkins in his eternal wisdom had gone ahead and bought a new DropShip and some additional reinforcements. Among those an armored company and some more ASFs to fill up the ranks. All paid with most of the company's earnings from their last two missions. Of course after all expenses and paychecks had been signed, but still. That was some risky business. Hopefully the deals with the other mercs on Outreach would go over well and earn them back some of that.<br/><br/>"How about you, Maho? We lost two back there. How are you holding up?"