"That's not even the worst part, the worst part was that he never even really said that he was sorry for demolishing my baby, he just expected to paste a few things together and hoped that worked, along with some piss poor excuse about how he couldn't take it easy on me, or he'd be setting me up failure. Yeah, like that's really a valid reason for why he did something like that to me. I swear..."<br/><br/>Mira shook her head, fighting back tears as she recalled the moment that she first realized what had happened to her mech. All of those months shopping around for<em>just the right</em>hose line here, or<em>the perfect</em>generator. Mira literally spent almost a year of her life building that thing up from literally scratch, each and every component that went into the machine had to get approved by Mira first, and get scrutinized for flaws, and compared to competitive pieces. Then, after all that work, it was taken from her in a fight that had barely lasted a minute. She barely had time to pull the ribbon off and fade in the paint before it got scrapped.<br/><br/>After a moment, she was able to pull herself together, she smiled up at her, though simply thinking about her machine was enough to bring down her mood.<br/>"Anyway, I really appreciate all of the help you're willing to offer. I'm sure everything will work out for the best, eventually... I mean, it may be rough for a little while, but I'm pretty sure that I'll be able to manage, as long as I'm able to survive my redemption match. Anyway, let's try and talk about something a bit more fun, I don't like feeling depressed."