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Brain walks with arms crossed, approaching to see Emerald on how his zoid may be doing, seeing as he’s not allowed in the hanger… but then stops walking to note another pilot already having a conversation with her. He waited a short distance from the man at the doorway to hear the man ask her out for a drink sometime. ”… What?... That’s... odd… Welp, I could either save her some the weird request by interrupting their conversation for my own… which last time I interrupted one of her conversations I got punished… or…” Brain turns around and walks away, closing his eyes as doing so. ”… I’ll just go and see if Tom’s also wanting to ask about his own zoid, giving her more time to complete said conversations…”

Brain glances over his left shoulder as he heard bare feet puttering up behind him to find it be Emerald catching up to him and then grab the back of his jacket and shirt as to be sure she grabs his attention. He raises an eyebrow as he now noticed she appears... unkempt, as if woke up not too long ago. "Figures... she wouldn't have to be up until needed... which means she must be use to sleeping a bit longer..." He thought before smirking slightly as she seemed in a rush into getting away from the man and his request. He, though, lost his smirk and squinting his eyes when she said "We finished him up". "What?... "WE"?... ugh, I don't like people touching my zoid... it took me awhile to just let YOU work on it while out of my sight… and I still don’t like the idea, all the time… you’re telling me there’s other mechanics that were working on him?...” He asks before sighing and shaking his head to look away. "... it's bull crap." He mutters before glancing back to ask "... So, he's alright?... did you double check the work yourself to be sure that... that the work was done right?"

Brain nods, glancing down as he appeared more pleased and calm than aggravated. "Alright... alright, thanks." He says before smirking slightly and shaking his head. "Yeah, I know, Screwdriver." He says, referring to her nickname as to express he knows the origin of her nickname already and such. He chuckles. "I assume he meant more as in coffee or a date or to talk in general... but I doubt it mattered what exactly he offered to do with you, you don't look like you can even stand his presence..." He then shrugs his shoulders to ask "... you want to head over to my place to talk a bit?... I don't have much to do for a bit and I doubt he'd bother you there... or even knock at my door... hell if I'm letting him in."

Brain shrugs his shoulders before looking to her with a smirk to say "He sounds like a classy guy... someone I should have a beer with some time." He says, jokingly, as he guided her towards his quarters.