Shizen smiled softly and noticed that her jacket was keeping her too warm, so she slid it from her shoulders and arms before resting it on the back of her seat. When she looked up she locked her eyes on the mechanic beauty who was currently gleaming in the light, though Shizen couldn't tell if it was her imagination or sweat. "I thought it looked familiar. The basic shape seems to be a crane mecha, but it just looks too unique to have been thought as it's origin," she says, unconciously licking her lips and gluping down what could have been a small level of drool for the curves of flesh within her arm's reach if she decided to stand up.<br/><br/>"When we're done with the plating on here, we should take a break and get something to eat," she says and notices a slight cool feeling between her thighs, noticing that she must have been thinking of something very private before and it soaked into her underwear. Fortunately, her jeans were covered by her tank top so the dampened spot was hidden for the moment, and she ground her hips into the slight buldge on her seat to get rid of the pent up thoughts. Her chest heaved slowly as she controlled her breathing to her best abilities, and her cleavage is clearly visible between the straps of her tank top but also where it curls down under her armpits to show some of her breasts from the side.<em>No, must concentrate...</em>she thinks to herself, locking one of the mech's arms in place as she uses the hand to get her medication from her jacket, popping a pill into her mouth and hoping that she can keep herself under controll for the next few minutes.<br/><br/>After half a minute of silence on her part, Shizen looks to Jal and locks the other arm in position while she's welding, sitting back and rubbing her hands together between her thighs, the damp spot had become wet and the thoughts running through her mind had began to take their toll. She clenches her fingers to her kneas while spastically looking torwards the clock, her eyes whimpering silently as she noticed that it would be more than four more minutes before the medication will begin to work. "Oh please..." she whispers to herself, her breathing beginning to increase for a moment before she puts both hands on her chest above her bossom. Her nipples were already hard and rubbing into her bra, and after resisting the urge to please them she unsnaps the bra and rests it on the back of her seat with her jacket, relieved at the cooled temperature on her chest. With that she sits back and lays her head against the seat, her eyes closed and her hands still at her kneas to keep them responsible.