Wiggy winced as the engine roared to life but quickly composed herself. If she had been anywhere other than inside the Titan such a sudden sound would have had her ducking for cover, over the years however she had grown accustomed to the lumbering beast and besides, it was her home, clunky as it was. Despite the blare of the engine, Wiggy clearly picked up on Aurora’s words, to which she responded with a glance upward and a grateful smile. The team’s techie knew quite well how rough it was out in the world and what lengths one had to go simply to survive never mind find investment, which only made her doubly thankful for Aurora’s efforts. After she watched their Handler head off, Wiggy turned her attention back to the laptop, tapped a few instructions into the keyboard before following towards the command centre.<br/><br/>The team tech was just about to step out and say “hello” when she heard the word “nerd” resonate through the thick metal corridors. With a heavy sigh she instantly found herself wondering if she could blow it off and pretend she didn’t hear. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Alex, she respected him as a driver, team-mate and even a friend, just… not as a comic. And with her luck, she imagined he was feeling particularly “funny” at present. On the other hand, she knew she would have to stop by to say “hello” at some point. “Better sooner than later,” she pondered to herself before adding, “But I’m sure he can wait for a bit.” She had to pass this way to get to him anyway and besides, she wanted to stop by the kitchen for some foraging.<br/><br/>As she entered the hold, Wiggy instantly noticed both Joy and Aurora engaged in a discussion and so, like a mouse, she offered a polite wave and smile to Joy as she quietly slipped past and back out again towards the kitchen. When she arrived, she instantly snatched up a soda, which she left on the counter before beginning her dig through the cabinets and cupboards for something more enticing than the current array of insta-meals. She didn’t care how many nutrients they had, they were all gag-worthy in her eyes, especially the meals squeezed into toothpaste bottles. A small shiver ran through her body as she recalled the week she had to live off the stuff.