Erich Toggled his comms once more as the Raven's pilot spoke to him, letting his battle computer lock onto her comm frequency and add it to the list of 'allied' frequencies, before the computer fed that information to the rest of the company, allowing the new Support 'mechs to talk to the company like they were supposed to.<br/><br/>"Still in one piece. Shrapnel low in the right side, coolant poisoning spreading from the wound. Bleeding's slowed due to pressure."<br/><br/>His voice had changed slightly, sounding like gravel caught in a Battlemaster's Hip Actuator, deep and grinding. However, instead of falling back, his 'mech remained standing, pouring fire into the route he had used to leave the premises, waiting for the King Crab to get moving. "Vice, If I have to carry you out of here, you can say goodbye to that upgrade requisition you've been leering at."