<hr/><strong>Outside the MRB, <em>Graff</em>, <em>Walter</em> and <em>Perkins</em>.</strong><br/><hr/>"I'm fine, Graff." Walter wasn't too fond with everyone asking him about his injury. Of course he understood they were worried about it, but he had lived with it for over half a year now. No need to ask anymore. He lifted his hand to his ear as Erich reported in and scoffed in a sarcastic tone. "Hey, Erich, I thought you said we were not going to upset any major mercenary unit. Just be careful, I doubt they will be forgiving if they find out."<br/><br/>"Probably not anything I want to hear, but what was that about?" Perkins narrowed his eyes on Walter who were just about to give a snarky remark when they both fell silent and put their hands up to their ears. They gave each other a grave look and while Perkins hailed a cab Walter spoke in an overly calm tone. "Don't worry Janos, we'll be there. I'll be making sure Kara is ready to take care of her." A cab stopped by the sidewalk and Walter urged Graff inside with Perkins before calling up the MedBay.<br/><br/>"Kara, are you there? This is Walter, wounded MechWarrior incoming, make sure she is taken care of, you hear?"