Something that resembles done...that's pretty much been the story of Graff's 3rd or 4th hand Marauder but Graff nodded in agreement.  Elisa helping him did a lot of good, it kept him form getting lost in his own head and just making him feel worse as time goes on.  He was just as sweaty, dirty and tired as Elisa is, but he had the added benefit of having to lose his jumpsuit thanks to a small electrical fire that popped up thanks to the every fraying wires.  So he did most of his work in the tank top and shorts he wears when piloting his mech into battle.  Applying another layer of electrical tape solved that problem, well solved might not be the best way to put it, more like masking it for another day.<br/><br/>"Yup, thanks Elisa.  I could definitely hit the mess as well, as for a drink perhaps after I get something in my stomach."  Graff looks down briefly as he admits, "I'm a bit of the lightweight, so booze on an empty stomach is not a good thing.  You'll be carrying me to my bunk without it."  He chuckled at that and went to push himself towards the door so they can get to the mess hall.