Jal turned, putting down the cutter as she looked at the even newer member of the group. "If you're the Second in command of this lot, I wholly expect you to resign in protest within the first two days."<br/><br/>Removing the welding mask, she Climbed onto the 'Mech's back, and, using the controls for a gantry hoist, tilted up a plate of armour, allowing her to look inside the heavy Machine's hull. "As far as I'm concerned, there's no harm done, except to the state of your clothes, because you probably emptied your tank."<br/><br/>She then paused, her cold eyes locking onto Brix's head and her voice almost frosting over. "Also, if you ever try to talk shit about my 'mech again, you'll find out exactly what I can do with a drill bit. Do we have an understanding?"