We've been travelling together for a couple days now, and Mei hasn't let me out of her sight for more than thirty seconds. While it's sweet that she's being so protective, we've had to talk a bit about separating our relationship in and out of combat.
See, while any good pilot has to watch their wingman's six, they also have to trust their ability to handle themselves. If she's constantly trying to save me, our MEKs are going to end up stomping on each other's toes. I think she's starting to understand that.
She didn't like my joke about getting another do over if I bit it again, though. My second coming's sponsor wasn't laughing either. Apparently, it's not sure it can replicate my revival. Fine by me, this last shot's all I need.