Once both women were in the hovercar, Beth ordered the vehicle to their first destination, where she had set up appointments to get their hair, nails, and make-up taken care of—granted, Beth could take care of the latter two herself, but the result probably would not be as good.<br/><br/>“So, I’m not sure if it’s more rude to ask or more rude not to ask, but I was wondering how the<em>Einenlancer’s</em>coming along? I know you must want to get your mind off the thing for a while, but given how important your mech is to you it would be awful of me not to be concerned.” Beth smiled weakly. She had admittedly debated whether to ask this question the entire way over—she was still a bit nervous. Hopefully she would feel more comfortable as the day progressed.