Strategy discussions were one of the rare instances where Lily's presence was somewhat subdued, mostly because she was content to listen and absorb as much knowledge as she could from the more experienced members of the company. If it came to dueling or one on one combat in general, she could discuss and debate and explain dozens of subtle little concepts that applied primarily to arena fighting but that most other Mech pilots wouldn't necessarily be aware of, but when it came to large scale battle plans, Lily was still green. Sure, she'd passed her classes on the subject as well as the simulations, but that was years ago, and there was a big difference between school and real life, which she'd already learned a good while back.<br/><br/>Most of what was being said made sense to her, especially once Walter had cleared up the issue about the outer ring of turrets not being able to pivot and shoot towards the interior of the air base; that would certainly make life much simpler for all of them. Meanwhile, she silently studied the plans in order to find all of the spots which would be the most favorable for her. The size and amount of buildings left a little bit to be desired as far as mimicking a vaguely urban environment where Lily's Axman could put its melee weapon to good use, but she could still manage it, so she'd probably be wanting to unload most of her missiles on the approach. Much of it would depend on the overall strategy and how things developed once the attack was actually underway, though, which was fine since improvising was one of her strengths.<br/><br/>She'd tried her best up until then, but it wasn't really in her to keep quiet for<em>too</em>long. Noticing that Graff, whom she'd already gotten to know a bit over a few card games, still seemed to be harboring some doubts or reservations, Lily decided to try to cheer him up a bit. The fact that he'd been chosen to lead the light armor lance for the first time wasn't lost on her, so she could only imagine that it was causing him a bit of additional nerves, even though she personally believed that he'd do great. Coming up from behind him, she threw an arm over his shoulders and around his neck and leaned against him quite heavily in a friendly display of affection that she was probably already known for, or if she wasn't she soon would be.<br/><br/>"Hey, you could always do the traditional Fog Dance around the fire if you don't trust the Commander's weather channel jargon." Lily turned her head to stare at Graff directly, looking almost serious while she delivered her next line. "But it only works if you do it in your underwear while wearing a silly had covered in wind-chimes. You're up for it, though, right?"