Erich smiled slightly, gently lifting his hand from her shoulder, brushing loose hair away from Miyoko's face as she blushed. "It's okay. C'mon. Let's get you out of this cramped little spot and on your feet."<br/><br/>Climbing onto the repair cradle's gantry, he helped Miyoko out of her 'mech after a few moments, the movement temporarily pulling her close against his massive chest; Erich was easily a foot taller than the Kuritan, and his chest was wider than her shoulders. Looking over the darkened 'mech bay, he raised an eyebrow; it seemed their conversation had taken longer than he had guessed it would, and the massive 'mech bay was deserted, only the dull thrum of the fusion engines propelling the dropship towards the jumpship point nearly a week away keeping them pressed to the 'floor' of the dropship, at nearly 1G of force.<br/><br/>"Huh. Looks like everyone's bugged off for supper and sleep. Can't blame 'em. Anyhow, it's unsafe to try to repair something that comes in one-ton slabs alone, or even in pairs, so any further repairs will have to be dealt with tomorrow. Want to head to the mess hall and particiapte in the shouting match I'm going to have with the rest of the company?" He smiled slightly, stepping into the lift that would bring the two down to the floor of the 'mech bay, waiting for Miyoko to crowd in, the lift barely large enough for one person, much less two.<br/><br/>Once the lift arrived at the floor, he toggled an intercom and spoke into it. "All mechwarriors, join me in the mess at 2100. You have one hour to drop your cocks and grab your socks."