[center][h2][color=lightskyblue]Sparks[/color][/h2][/center]

Once Lieutenant Ritsu dismissed them all, Sparks made his way over to the pilot she'd named as Aurora.  The woman seemed a little distracted, having not paid attention to the little altercation between the redheaded man, the Tevranian, and the pilot called Griffith.  Though she had asked a good question, about whether they would have time to work on their frames.  Sparks was glad the answer was yes; he couldn't neglect the Guinevere's care.

[color=lightskyblue]"Hey, Aurora?  It's nice to meet you.  I'm John, but please call me Sparks -- everyone I know does.  The lieutenant, she said you are good with machines?  Which one's yours?"[/color]

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[center][h2][color=mediumpurple]Rhylaen[/color][/h2][/center]

Rhylaen bristled when called a bug -- an exceedingly rude slur for Tevranians.  And the redhead human just...folded?  Offering his hand to the other pilot to shake?  And then he had the gall to say he could protect her.  Ugh.  She opened her mouth to reply, but Lieutenant Ritsu cut in with a bellow, and reprimanded them for arguing.  At least the lieutenant seemed mostly focused on the one called Griffith.

Once they were dismissed, she turned to look at the man who'd tried, however badly, to help her.  [color=mediumpurple]"I defend myself,"[/color] she told him.  [color=mediumpurple]"Am no scared of 'big bad blond'.  And...hearts.  Not sweet.  Meaty."[/color]