Mex shoved Erik out of the way, eagerness of meeting something far above than the Lieutenant, the actual commander. Her stern face, her firm position, and the way she carries herself upon meeting them was something that instantly impresses her. Without a second thought, she grabbed onto the commander’s hand and shaking it.
“Name’s Mex! I hope we can get along! I’m quite excited for this!”
“Name’s Mex! I hope we can get along! I’m quite excited for this!”