Jillian was more then happy to hand over the little girl to her proper guardian, though she was a bit more charmed then she would admit by the fact that she was so easily lulled off to sleep after the adventure that she had just been on. Youth and innocence certainly had it's appealing sides, she figured. She also waved back at Lucille, sighing peacefully as she did. Of course, just because Jillian never had a chance at a childhood like that, it didn't mean that nobody else deserved one. There was something about smiling and laughing children that always put the redhead's heart at ease, and put her in a more peaceful place. Then again, the same could be said for just about anybody that didn't have a heart made of ice, she supposed.<br/><br/>When she got done waving, she turned towards Catrina with a more serious look in her eye. "I hope it was worth it... You and I both know that the Gundams have a sniper... a sniper that was unaccounted for during the transaction. If our allies actually managed to take down the Gundams, I'd be blown away..."<br/><br/>She glanced in Acar's direction once she was sure his back was turned. "..."<br/><br/>........................................................<br/><br/>Isabel simply went along as ordered, stopping her Gundam once Sam said there was one last thing for them to do. When told about wiping the memory cartridges, she would simply shake her head and point towards her own black box. "... I already did mine." Her eyes slid shut, more memories coming to the forefront of her mind. They seemed to be happening more and more frequently these days, maybe it was the fact that she was in a mobile suit again... Just like those days.<br/><em>"If the enemy learns the actions of your mobile suit, then we will fail. If it is clear that you are going to lose a fight and there is no chance of escape, you must wipe your mobile suit's memory and prepare for self-destruction. We will not let the enemy have our knowledge, nor will we let them have our weapons!"</em>