God, this dude's huge. This guy must have just straight-up hoovered his wheaties as a child. Maybe 'roids? It's hard to tell with this guy's uniform off, which means Mac's going to need to investigate the next time they're all showering together*, in the name of intelligence-gathering.

"I don't know about you, but I mean, you look like you could pack them away." Mac squints up at Aleifr and tilts his head. "You want to see if we can harass and bitch at the mess hall staff until they give us some beers? If we hit the gym first, we can even grab some of those little floor scooters** to make a quick getaway."

*Mac hates the showers, but he's not a goddamn caveman so he puts up with them. The showers here are like, the shitty old sheetcake of bathing.

**Aw yeah bitch.