Mech Pilot who really thinks we should figure out a team attack. Everyone else has one!
"Look. I-" Bernille shook her head and sighed. "Parks, listen. I know you're real happy she finally works, and you're itching to take her out for something meatier than a test run, but-"
Parker beamed as she continued to admire her greatest work - salvage from (what was left of) town and (what remained of) Farmer Wale's ripped-up siloes, wrought together into the form of a noble (if somewhat scrappy and patchwork) knight, pulled into shape and coaxed to stand and run and jump and fight and win - like you grabbed one of Man's titans of myth and tore it whole from the printed page and the spoken word. "I am!!! I am so excited and I just think we're-"
"But," Bernille continued as she too looked to the walking knight and frowned, "I don't see how a 'super special team attack' is going to help us slay the Beast-in-Crimson. The longer we spend on silly ideas, the further its path of destruction goes. Our first priority is getting Leone out of there. Besides, if one of us is taking the arms and one of us is taking the legs, I fail to see how a team attack is going to work, Parks."
Her partner's smile faltered as she looked back to Bernille. "... I, uh, built a switch in that lets us both have full control and full juice. Like a limiter release. And besides, Bernie, it's just..."
"What?"
"... it's... a good luck thing." Parker scratched the back of her head, pouting just a little. "Every time the titan-saints went into combat, they always had a special 'team attack' to strike down their foes and secure victory. They say the only reason Man survived the Eyrie Disaster was one -"
"- if our grandparents' grandparents didn't just make this Eyrie Disaster up to scare us straight -"
"- there was one, Bernie, I'm telling you! - and I think that if we're to follow in their footsteps, it's just right to keep tradition." Parker walked over to pat the side of the knight, expression softening just a little. "And also... it's kind of like using the power of love. I bet Leone would love to hear about how her knights in shining armor felled the beast with that, right?"
Bernille's expression lost its frown, but still sharpened just a bit - and a barely-perceptible flush crept in. "... I still think it sounds stupid..."
"... Buuut?" Parker smiled a bit again.
"... but mmmaybe you're onto something..."
The high-beam smile returned. "Good. Let's get cracking on names."