"Oh, you're the gal with the 'Gundam fights' and stuff! Right, right..." He coughed slightly, remembering everyone's reactions to the Gundams of her world. Especially Setsuna's- that was a good laugh.

"Well, different strokes, I guess. Nobel, huh? What kindsa weapons it got? Howsit fight? Don't recall I've seen ya at a Starfighter Training session yet," he mused as he piled the questions on, pulling a spring-like contraption from the junk pile, considering it, and tossing it back again. "Jeez, a million and one parts and they don't got a compact generator for a handheld beam device? Some universe-wide marketplace."