Currently on the stairs, and up.

"What mech model do you pilot? I am not sure if I'll know it, but I wanted to check."

"That makes a lot of sense actually. Alright, follow me?"

He suggested, leaving his tools on the nearest bench.

"All of the food is to be consumed in the second floor you see. Or else the mechs just... Get food in the gears."

Waking to the stairs, he looked behind him to see if she followed.

It took him a moment to realize that type of gear. Tactical stuff, very dedicated.

"Haven't done any business with your people I believe! I'm Clyus. I run the drills around here.

Are you thirsty? I have some supplies upstairs."

A genuine smile offered to her.