Erich snorted as he glanced out the window at the far distant asteroid field. Making jokes at the admiral's expense was fine by his book, even if the man probably didn't want to be out here either. Still, they all had their jobs, didn't they? "And he's the one in a big ship, unlike us," he noted aloud. One hit to a fighter from an asteroid, and you wouldn't be looking so hot, as opposed to a ship with armor, or shields. 

He couldn't help but nod in agreement with her sentiment though, as if he'd feel another way when it was the truth. It had been a while since they'd seen some action, and he hadn't joined the military to sit around doing nothing. When their way of life was threatened and planets were being wiped out or enslaved left and right, someone had to stand up and fight. And after his family had been killed, he'd done just that. 

Still, it didn't mean that he was unable to relax and unwind a bit, especially when it came to humor. "Depends," he replied noncommittally. "Do we count the pirates as action?" There were enough jokes to be had there, in spite of how serious a problem pirates and raiders actually were. And as far as he was concerned, they could all burn, even if they did have their uses once in a while. But that was besides the point, so he looked for her reactionn, grinning all the while.