Mach did indeed remove his helmet. It got dusty in the fight and he needed to wipe the visor so he wouldn't be blinded. And then the Princess of Heart blindsided him with a kiss. Whether she was going for the lips or not, Mach moved his face and got pecked on the cheek instead, "Whoa, hey..." he said, taking an awkward, "...I don't kiss on the first date, lady." didn't stop his face from turning beet red. Thankfully, he just happened to possess a helmet that would hide that fact. Or it would, if he were actually wearing the thing at the moment, which he wasn't. Realizing this fact, Mach hastily put it back on.

"Yeah, so, um..." thankfully, he received an emergency message from the ship. Whew, talk about being saved by the bell, or in this case, the communication beep, "...oh would you look at that! A message from the ship interrupting us, oh darn." inside he was sighing with relief. He didn't know what the message was about, didn't care. He was just thankful it saved him from an awkward interaction.

Forces from Richmond. 50 Cavalry, backed by a tank, "Confederate forces out of Richmond, huh? Oh no! 50 horsemen and a single tank? What ever will we do?" his tone was flat and very obviously deadpan, "Oh yeah, this." as he said that, his hands were fiddling with a holographic screen that just appeared in front of him. He was sending a response to the gummi ship, telling it to ready its weapons, lock on to the enemy force - which, let's be honest here, were a basically a bunch of piss-ants by comparison - and await further command, "Aaaaaaaand our ship is now ready to blow them to hell. Come on, forces of evil, at least make it somewhat of a challenge for me."