"You mechs might have copper-wiring to re-route your fear of pain, but I've got nerves of steel." "You are not a mech. You do not know what it is like." "What it's like to stand around revving your actuators while the more advanced units complete the mission? No, thanks."
I've forgotten how much of a dick JC can be.
Crimson night & Celsion moon, misfiction, not save the Player is Prayer, yes, Dance Romanesque and unfinished Romancia.