[ Being able to show Bael to Huaisang is a nice little dream for the future - all McGillis can hope is that they haven't disrespected its legacy entirely and taken it apart by now, so nobody can get up to the same mischief he did. The longer he is absent from it, the more his world turns into a foreign one, difficult to predict.

But he does want to hold Huaisang on his lap and go soaring to the skies with him, a joyride between the stars. What a frivolous use for Bael it would be. Did Agnika Kaieru ever have a lover for whom he'd turn a war machine into a private haven for just an hour or another? The sources conflict on it. McGillis now hopes he did. ]

Correct assessment. I'll finish any meal put before me. [ But if it's super bitter he may be trying not to make a face about it. Living as a spoiled noble for so long did have some effects...] And I am quite curious about everything your sect has to offer, even on the dinner table.

[ McGillis gives a smile and nod to the servant as well before the walk off to pass on the orders. The people around this residence should learn to see him as someone friendly and polite after all. ]

Robots tend to be seen as machines moving on their own due to commands given prior - mobile suits are weapons that you control directly from the inside - you wear them like a suit, a gigantic mechanical humanoid body that exceeds your own body's power by far.