Erich caught the tail end of Maho's commentary as he walked into the Dropship's mess, looking no worse for the wear than he did before the mission had begun. "And, considering almost all of my pay goes to rebuilding my 'mech after I keep pulling you guys out of the collective fire, we're on even footing."<br/><br/>He smiled slightly, collecting a trayful of 'stew' and planting himself at the head of the table, moving slightly more slowly than normal as a concession to his side. "Anyhow, It's good to see all of you sitting and chatting here; something we really need to do more often instead of keeping to our own schedules, hmm?" Tasting the stew, he grimaced and added some pepper to the concoction, while looking at each of the small group that had congregated in the ship's mess. Shifting slightly, he smirked and waved at the new doctor, who likely wasn't very pleased to see him upright and under his own power, despite the fact that medical technology was ensuring that he wouldn't do anything stupid, like try to pop a stitch.<br/><br/>"So, as I'm bored as hell watching the paint flake in the medbay, I figured I'd wander over and pester you kids. Anything on the news, or that you'd like to share?" He relaxed slightly, content to simply relax with the company of the people he fought with, and for.