"You have a heat indicator? I think I taped over mine, but I am glad you got some work done on it. Tell you what, when the overly cautious docs lets me out of here I will help you with any further repairs if you wish. My brother may be a total ass, but he wouldn't send me a mech that isnt in the best condition." She is quite pleased that he shook the bears paws, most adults tended to just look at her like she was crazy. Granted, her sanity was probably not in the best of shapes but she wasn't crazy<br/><br/>"What? You didn't enjoy that meatgrinder we got thrown into?" She chuckles softly and leans back against the pillow, clearly getting tired from sitting up like this. When Griff asks how long they will be there she looks at the various monitors and sighs.<br/><br/>"Well, cant speak for Janos but if these readings are right I lost my intestines. So .. I guess not for another few weeks, yeah.. it isnt exactly the first time I have ended up in medbay. But didn't the grapevine mention something about a cushy garrison job? though with our luck, the Clans will strike at it as we are landing. You know, I almost feel sorry for Perkins. The world is going to hell in a hand baske , so his job must be doubly difficult. Of course, I will deny ever saying that! Oh, Graff? You seen the new blood?"<br/><br/>She hugs both bears close to her chest and closes her eyes, pain racing through her pushing the last of the painkillers away and she is tempted to ask the docs for more meds but they will just insist she just sleep and she doesn't want to sleep more. She spent the last years mentally asleep, just.. functioning in a cloud of depression, it is time she tries to be a part of this group. Or.. a part of the group excluding one person. She isn't willing to go quite far enough yet to even think about burying the hatchet with Elisa, unless it is a hatchet to the back.