Shark is out on guard duty this cycle. Standing as tall as he can, looking quite alert even though he idly swings his pistol in his hand. Chromia has just come back from the College Campus, and it's quite apparent, too. Carrying a large stack of datapads precariously balanced in her arms, she nearly crashes into the young mech if she had not seen one of his canons peeking out in front of her research stack. "Don't ever let ya' off guard duty, do they?" she asks, setting the datapads down on the ground with a grunt before dusting off her hands theatrically.