The meet and greets between mech pilots and starfighter pilots proceeded… tamely.
There were huge differences among them, but most people managed to get along with each other due to their shared willingness to step up and fight on behalf of red humanity.
There were no cowards among either group. The more reluctant conscripts that had been forced to participate in the frontlines were still being mobilized for the most part.
Whether they were mech pilots or starfighter pilots, they would soon have to depend on each other to defeat the enemy. The interservice rivalry that a lot of people feared might break out among these groups remained relatively tame, at least for the time being.
The most they did to each other was light ribbing.
"So all you can pilot is a stick with engines on it or a fat armored shell, is that right? What a big industry. I am sure that there are tons of starfighter designers waiting to cater to all of your needs."
