[ If she hadn't been set on getting a stream set up here before, she's definitely set now, from all that encouragement and the guarantee that she'd have at least one viewer... two, she supposes, counting Genji. And then maybe three more if she counts the Talon folks who would probably watch it just to belittle her later on, but whatever.

Cisco has been great so far, but it won't stop the cautious look on Hana's face as she starts examining her mech more closely. It's never been in anyone else's hands but the MEKA engineers before, plus she'd just met him, but at least she has a good feeling about the guy, and her intuition didn't usually fail her. And also she could always yell at and/or kick him if he did anything. The expression gives way to something more introspective at his comment. It... was a draft in two senses of the word. Because it was something like a sports draft, when the military unit called for the top pros to serve their country. It was presented as voluntary, but— when your country is calling for you to step up to the occasion during a war, how could you possibly say no? That's what Hana thought, at least. And so in a way, it was mandatory.

At length, she makes a dithering noise, and even though Cisco is preoccupied with the guts of her mech, she shrugs. ]

I didn't mind. I mean, it made sense to me. When I heard they needed pros for our skills, I kinda thought it would be good for me to use mine to defend my country.