Sighing, he spun in his chair to face the door. "Enter!" he called out. "Jalith, what brings you to my quarters?" he said, slightly puzzled. 'She's new,' he thought to himself, 'she's not inferior, don't be a jerk.'<br/><br/>"Is there anything I can do for you? You look concerned." He noted her figure; she was quite attractive, in her own way. She was certainly fit, and the muscle tone of her hands told him that she was an adept mechanic, who had spent many hours rebuilding her classic mech. He thought back to his own time working on Gareth, customizing his operating systems, building and rebuilding his armor, scaring Max with the horn he installed for just that purpose. Chuckling quietly he returned to the young woman standing before him. Gesturing to a recliner to her left he smiled. "Have a seat, and tell me what's on your mind."