"Hmph," Lily grunts, not taking her eyes off him. "What do you want?"

"What do you mean?" Lily snorts, unimpressed by the question. "It's just standard issue." Her expression softens a bit as she realizes that maybe Grey doesn't know any better. "Well, it's because tungsten is one of the strongest metals out there. It can withstand high temperatures and won't corrode easily. Plus, its density makes it good for absorbing impact."

She pauses, considering his next question before asking suspiciously, "

Emily nods slowly, understanding where you're coming from. "That must have been tough," she says sympathetically. "But I think we can make a great team if we all work together." Mia nods in agreement, her expression hopeful. Lily, however, remains unimpressed and says nothing further.

Emily and Mia exchange glances before Emily shrugs. "Sure, why not?" she says with a smile. Lily sighs audibly but doesn't protest as you pull up the photos on your phone and show them to the other two girls. They ooh and ahh over each Mecha, asking questions about their design, performance, and any unique abilities they might have had.

"Wow," Emily whispers, looking at one particularly sleek-looking model. "They were amazing."

Emily hesitates for a moment, then carefully climbs onto the table and lies down on her stomach. She arches her back slightly, pushing her bottom up into the air as she feels a wave of nervousness wash over her.

Emily lets out a sharp gasp as she feels the intrusion, her body tensing up instinctively. "It's... cold," she whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling slightly. She tries to relax her muscles, letting him inside deeper. It feels strange and unnatural, but she forces herself not to react further, focusing on breathing slowly through her nose until it's over.

After spending some time inspecting the higher-ranking units, Hunter turns his attention to those assigned to his own team. They're not nearly as impressive, but there are still some promising designs and hidden gems among them. He wonders what it would be like to pilot one of these machines in battle or even lead a team into combat. The thought both excites and terrifies him at the same time.

Hunter spends several more minutes familiarizing himself with his team's Mecha before making his way back to the dormitory. As he approaches, he can hear raised voices coming from inside the room. The argument seems to be about who should unpack what and where everything should go. Hunter hesitates for a moment before deciding to step in.

Skye rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but blush slightly at Brise's touch. "Fine," she muttered, not meeting Brise's gaze as they continued towards the hanger. Once there, they found Mia and Jessica already waiting by their Mecha.

"Hey, guys!" Mia called out cheerfully, waving them over. As they approached, Brise set Skye down and she immediately crossed her arms, glaring at him suspiciously.

"They're mostly internal," Jessica explained as she walked around to the other side of their Mecha. "We've got a couple of medium-range particle cannons, some missile pods, and a couple of energy torpedo launchers hidden in those panels." She pointed to several spots along the Mecha's armor as she spoke.

"Cool," Mia said excitedly, grinning up at their Mecha. "Let's get you out on the field and see how she handles!"

Suzy raises an eyebrow at Rakim's attempt to sound casual and friendly. "Well, Rakim... we're not quite sure what Commander Grace had in mind when she put you on our team," she says carefully. "But I suppose we can make the best of it."

Amy crosses her arms over her chest and glares at Rakim. "Yeah, we'll see how long that attitude lasts with us," she mutters under her breath.

Suzy narrows her eyes at Rakim's challenge. "I was in the top five percent," she says defensively. "And what about you, Rakim? What makes you so special that you deserve to be here?"

"Hmph, we'll see how well you fare with us, city boy," Amy mutters, still not trusting Rakim. Jessica snickers at her comment.