[b][center]Sol'id Fist[/center][/b] 

Sol'id remained silent for a few moments, unreadable behind his helmet. The echani fighting style was meant for someone of her stature and build, using their opponent's force against them rather than using brute strength or hard strikes to win the day. But he also knew attempting to convince her was likely a waste of his and her time. "Yes," he said, acquiescing to her statement. "But do your best to also cover your weaknesses, however." He told her. 

Motioning for her to the door with his head, he continued. "We shouldn't be much longer for the station. Better go give them their food." He told her, though by his body movement, Delni could tell he would walk with her as well.