“That reminds me, are you interested in the software side of mechs, like operating systems and battlefield diagnostics? Because that’s the one thing I am good at, and I’ve made these mods to—” Beth stopped herself. “Crap, I just brought the subject back to mechs in less than a minute after promising not to. We’re both hopeless—we may as well just surrender and start living out of our hangars forever.” Then she got a mischievous look. “At least there can still be candlelight dinners there, or so I’ve been told...” she could not help but chuckle slightly at her own joke, even if it was bad form.