M still wanted to protest. She wanted to ask the Sentinel to stay awake and stay with her. He gave her a sense of safety she had never before felt. Still, she trusted him and listened to his plan. M opened her mouth to say something when he said he loved her. That... didn't make sense. Sentinels couldn't love... and who could love<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>, of all people? As she was midway through this thought, the Sentinel had already slipped away from her sight.<br/><br/>She wanted to stop, or go back, but it was impossible at the moment. The marauders would catch and kill her if she did. So she went on, keeping her attention on the rear view mirror. The blast made her grip harder on the handles, as she moved a little further before stopping.<br/><br/>"Oh, God", she murmured to herself. There was no way anything could have survived that... not even a machine... was there? Still... she felt the need to take a risk to go back. M waited for the smoke to dissipate a little, before she turned back on her tracks and went to the place where she had left the Sentinel behind. Her heart was racing, but she felt that there was still a little bit of hope as she called out for the name she had seen on his uniform. "Jackson? Can you hear me?"