Farid didn´t really shared Hayden´s attitude to warfare, but he let it go and didn´t make any commentary. It had to be harsh to lose an arm and leg while fighting for your home, still the metallic limbs looked pretty neat and Farid was sure they were more than sufficient compensation for what he lost.
The boy was happy to hear that their mech training was supposed to start tomorrow, not a second too soon. He has been assigned to the new Murauder mech variant and couldn´t wait to get his hands on it. So far, his only piloting experience was with discarded Knights and Farid was eager to try something “fresh”. He will give UP-DC hell, he was sure of it.

He entered his new room, wondering how much living space the Academy gave them. There was a pair of beds, small table and a little storage cabinet, basically everything one, or two, would need. He threw his bag of stuff on the bed, not bothering with unpacking. He will do it, eventually.
His new roommate looked like a decent guy, although he reminded Farid of sandbugs back home. Probably because of the glasses that guy wore.
“I think it´s too early to judge this place but so far, I am amazed. Everything here is… spectacular and modern, nothing like the dustball I came from. I think the food here is going to be good. Have you seen this planet from space? It´s all lush and green, dream of every farmer.” It was true, Farid was sure his father would kill for an opportunity to start farming here. “I am personally more interested in mechs than food. There should some really high-tech stuff in here… What machine did they assign to you?”