"They're not fat, it's just that their power and capability is too massive to hold themselves in such a small size," Shizen jokes, partially reffering to how the entire squad has rather large mechs and hers could be stripped and used as a body suit if she felt like dismantling her hound. "Tools that you need are in the bag, and the welder's patch is so it won't jiggle around like it usually does when you talk over the radio," she calls up before heading to her mech, tapping on the side to make it reapear before opening it up and returning to her studies. If anything her time spent at the base has been just like the academy, sitting in her mech and trying to find every possible thing about it to make sure she knows what it can and cannot do. "System... 45... 241," she says to herself while putting in the numbers, reading them off from the manual before her mech closes it's hatch and then the head separates into four sections, each with it's small sphere near the middle which looks like a strange set of eyes. The screen she is looking at changes to an invert in colors before she hits the switch button, getting thermal signatures, then electronic, and then motion sensing. "Ooooh," she says to herself, which can't be heard from the outside though slightly over the radio. "I need someone to help with some training on one of the sensors I have. Simulations won't be accurate enough so a feild sparring test would be rewarded with a favor, if need be," she speaks over the radio before popping the hatch again, poking her head out. "Oh, the radio frequency we use is Beta Gamma Tango when we're not in the feild."