Cool, cool. Yzak. I'm Newt, as you know from my thinky thoughts.

Great to meet you, dude! Even if you could double as a banshee.

[He grins, and that grin is just about palpable through the words he'd said. This poor soul, he doesn't quite realize Newt never respects someone for their authority. Just ask his principal, or the officers that pepper sprayed him at rallies, or the one that arrested him for disorderly conduct at a concert, or the numerous professors who tolerated him only because he was the smartest in the room, or-]

So, you pilot those big mobile suits, right? What's it like?