Isabel did exactly as she was ordered by her superior, causing Gundam 02 to vanish completely off the grid as she found a cozy little spot where she could hone in on the scene and watch it safely through the scope of her sniper rifle. She did find it kinda funny that they seemed to so easily forget that the third of the three Gundams was a long range unit that did it's best fighting when it wasn't seen, but she wasn't about to let go of this incredible advantage that they had, not when the other two Gundams were disarming at this moment. If anybody tried anything smart and attacked either Gundam 01 or 03 during this exchange, she was going to put a heavy round right into their cockpit without even batting an eye, even if it was one of the Doms that carried the VIPs that were to be exchanged. Unlike the others, Isabel wasn't here out of some moral obligation to do what was right, she had no qualms at all with seeing innocent people, civilians, die. That was something that she became desensitized to at a very, very young age. She was here in order to watch out for her allies and keep the other two Gundams safe, and that was exactly what she planned on doing.<br/><br/>She didn't say so much as a single word as the exchange went down, though the realization that both of the other Gundam pilots seemed to have their own personal rivals on the other side did make her realize just how much of an outsider and loner that she really was.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>Jillian, shockingly, did her best to just remain quiet and simply observe the situation at hand from a distance. She honestly couldn't believe what she was hearing about the feddies returning such precious people to the safety of the Zeon camp, however, this just reaffirmed what she was saying earlier about there being some genuinely good people over on the other side. Jillian wondered for a second or two why everybody couldn't be as considerate as these Gundam pilots, who HAD to be disobeying orders right now in order to do the right thing. If that were the case, the war between the Federation and Zeon would never have broken out in the first place, the two factions actually could have likely found a non violent solution that worked out best for everybody. For now, though, all she could do was just follow her superior's orders and go to retrieve Lucille from Gundam 03, the unit and pilot that had given Jillian a run for her money during the previous match.<br/><br/>Jillian approached slowly, walking towards Sam's Gundam as she spoke in a somewhat playful tone. "At ease, Gundam 03. There's no way I'd take a cheap shot at you like this, when I kick your ass up and down the block in the next match, it's gonna be a fair and square fight." Unlike Catrina, Jillian saw her rivalry with the Gundam as exactly that, much more of just a playful rivalry and a conflict between two skilled pilots. She didn't see him as some sort of foil or obstacle that she HAD to overcome. In Jillian's mind, taking anything too seriously was just going to end up being painful for those involved, and war was already hell enough without the added drama of trying so desperately to overcome a rival on the other side.<br/><br/>Her hatch opened and she brought the hand to the mid way point where Lucille would be able to jump across, during this time, she poked her head out to try and get a look at the man who had become her rival. She wasn't sure why, but part of her just wanted to see him face to face. "Thanks for what you're doing, but don't expect it to earn you any favors once the bullets start flying again. Next time we meet, you're mine." She couldn't help but put on a competitive grin as she finished that statement.