Isabel paused, rather surprised to see that she had company on an 'off' day where most of the base would be too busy relaxing or letting their batteries recharge after a stressful downrange week. When she saw that it was their newest ally (in her mind), she simply nodded and propped her back up against a nearby pillar, listening to him as he asked her about those girls from the previous night. She spoke in a light voice, answering the question to the best of her ability. "I do... One of them was a zeon pilot that we were able to capture during a recent operation, though she was rescued by her allies before we were able to return to the camp... Odds are high that all three of them are members of the Zeon faction, and they're going to be our enemies."<br/><br/>When she saw him writing down information, she couldn't help herself but smile just a tiny bit. It seemed that he was keeping track of his enemies so as to plan around their habits and the courses of action they took on the battlefield, a respectable trait. "They're very skilled and have good reflexes, trying to fight them with melee weapons is rather dangerous unless you're using a mobile suit that's on par with theirs. Last time we fought them, they were using the Dom units, the newest weapons off the Zeon assembly line from what we've seen... They're fast, and tough, however, they don't seem to come equipped with very many long ranged weapons." This, of course, was all just speculation on her part at this point, but every little bit helped.<br/><br/>Again, she jolted as her commander and another stranger walked up into the range, William putting a bit of emphasis in the fact that Isabel seemed to have been promoted without anybody telling her. "..." She would simply give William a nod of understanding before turning her attention to the new person, who she would acknowledge without saying anything before he decided to take to the firing range himself. Isabel took this opportunity to speak  to her commander about the same question Baxter had just asked her. "Sir, do you have any information on those pilots that we met last night? Or their mobile suits?"