Moon shook his head, brushing off some water droplets from a street lamp that fell onto the shoulder of his coat. "Even with your help, hiring a mechanic would be too expensive. Fixing a professional mech takes so much time that you have to put someone on a payroll, right? I can barely afford to pay for myself, let alone someone else. Maybe if I found a friend who knew a thing or two, that would help, but I haven't met anyone like that just yet. Even Mr. Alvarez didn't work on his own MW all that much."<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Anastasia finished her food and downed the rest of her water as he continued on for a while longer, believing that he had converted the weapons down to nonlethal standards but finding the whole affair still as suspicious as he did. She knew enough from her years of watching every MBF match there was to know mistakes like that were never made. Still, she wasn't about to accuse them of anything or go digging for a conspiracy. "Well, I'm still surprised the league doesn't have sponsors breathing down its neck constantly saying it's unfair for you to use such old and powerful weaponry. Considering the size of the Eberhart, you could probably just step on some of the smaller mechs and win that way."