Sam, from the looks of things, rather overestimated the situation, as Jillian wasn't in much of a fighting mood anymore, the black haired man's suit seemed to be on the verge of breaking down, and Catrina's suit seemed to be defective or something, since it had stopped moving several moments ago and seemed locked in place. As a result, rather then Dom 1 being utterly wrecked by the barrage from Gundam 3, Jillian put her own Dom in the way of it and intercepted quite a bit of the blast, taking some severe damage to her frame in the process, before she opened the public comms and spoke in a somewhat urgent voice. "Enough!"<br/><br/>After taking a few moments to clear her head, she turned the head of her Dom towards the other two Gundams, which were kneeling down as the group tried to get through the hatch to Isabel. "This fight is pointless. We can walk away if you can."<br/><br/>The black haired man, however, didn't seem to like that suggestion all too much. "Lieutenant Ashfeld! Are you trying to run away from this battle? Are you afraid of death?"<br/><br/>the redhead woman simply shook her head, the conversation continuing over the loudspeakers for all suits to hear. "You almost got our most valuable mobile suits destroyed. Even if you exchanged them for the Gundams, it's not worth the price. We're withdrawing, and that's final."<br/><br/>.........................<br/><br/>Isabel seemed to be on the road to recovering, at the very least, she smothered her tears when she heard the emergency hatch open, and she looked up to see several pairs of eyes directed right towards her. Had she really done this again? Had she really lost control of her own mind, and been a liability to her team, for a second time?<br/>"... I'm okay."<br/><br/>That was a lie, but they likely wouldn't notice that, she hoped.