Erich glanced over as Rikke joined him, the other pilot vaguely familiar from all the drills and such that they had to perform, amongst everything else. She wasn't exactly familiar, not in the sense that she was a friend, but it had become apparent that he could at least trust her to cover his back, if nothing else. And when in a profession like this, that was good enough to give a read on a persons character and reliability. So there was nothing to worry about there. 

He glanced back at the pilot then, a smile on his lips as he ran his fingers through close cut brown hair. "All of the above," he replied nonchalantly. The ships were nice to look at, and the stars, though he felt he had seen enough of them recently. But it was a different experience when you weren't actively moving or fighting for your life, which was why he was willing to pursue it for the moment. 

There was a pause before he added to that, lest she get the wrong opinion. "Also waiting for the next dogfight I have to fight against asteroids and drones." Surely she empathized with him when it came to the drills, of which there were too many. He understood not wanting to lose an edge, but at some point it just became too much. He felt it, and others had to as well, as he stood waiting for her answer.