Sabine flopped out of the Eva with a rather loud groan. Her legs didn't work properly again and it had completely thrown off her balance. Luckily she didn't end up back in the breathable soup water though and got to take a few gasps of real air and cough up the gunk in her lungs.<br/><br/>She was laughing quite happily to herself before Roza scooped her up into the wheelchair, all smiles as they were addressed by Lissa. Was every woman in this place good looking? Sabine wasn't going to complain about it but damn, her ego was used to falling back on the pretty card when she was feeling a bit down. Maybe she should just feel blessed there's so much eye candy on offer.<br/><br/>She ate rather daintily, slowly cutting up the food and taking small bites, she was hungry as hell but she'd simply die if she acted like a pig about it.<br/><br/>"A pleasure to meet you Captain" she said in her lofty french accent, ignoring the tussle starting at the table. "I suppose my first question is why exactly it's us you want to be here? I know you must have a reason to fly me half way across the world to take part in exciting robot brawls, but why? I give my tongue to the cat."