It apparently didn't take long to get rid of the formality of using his last name, which honestly made Ian glad. He wasn't Japanese so that convention wasn't something he had grown up with. On that note, it was probably good that a few of the others were foreign as well. It made things feel a bit more casual without actually having to get to know each other. The sooner they could all be more comfortable off the battlefield, the sooner they could work cohesively on it. 

[color=0076a3]"So I guess I'll stick to the back and pick them off while you keep them occupied."[/color] Ian affirmed his implied role. He didn't much like the idea of being paired with the guy he had just spent the past few moments thinking poorly of. In fact, the idea that he'd have to entrust his safety to this guy kind of put him off. With a sound that was somewhere between a yawn and a sigh, he followed Bill into the hangar.

It was a familiar sight really, the various GEARs of every pilot in the school. This year his would get to see some real action instead of just sitting in here. Of course, just because it hadn't left the hangar in that time didn't mean it was poorly maintained. While Ian wasn't an engineer, he was fairly versed in standard preventative maintenance.