TC: *has the mech carefully cradled in one arm, against his canopy* Echo, pleased to meet you. Off and online your optics when you've had enough, understood? *comes across as a "command" of sorts, but really, he just doesn't want to overfuel the mech . . . he's also asking Stars and Warp to meet his squad and come help, and bring Zero and Sky, and HR?, if they're willing to help too*