Montresor chuckled dryly at her assessment of the end of the battle, leaning back and letting the wall behind him hold the pack to his neck. The purple-haired girl next to him cast her eyes away a bit nervously, almost seeming thankful that Jillian's direct attention wasn't on her for one reason or another.<br/><br/>"Pelletier's a bitch who thinks she's been here so long that she can snap-judge all the other pilots. I'd have already kicked her ass in person if she wasn't a woman."