Isabel did just about the only thing that she figured she could at this point, having been brought into some sort of strange mission that she didn't originally plan on intruding upon. Still, she couldn't abandon her teammates in the same fashion of some old people that she once knew, Isabel was loyal if nothing else. Unit 2 walked a fair distance away from it's two fellow Gundams, taking up it's regular post of a rearward guard as well as a sniper should things end up going poorly. "... Those two guests that are in the other two Gundams... We're going to Zeon then." She was relieved that the emergency blade had already been fastened to her wrist, she already felt quite a bit safer as a result of just having that one energy sword ready to go in case things went bad.<br/>"... I wonder how this will change things..."<br/><br/>True, a sign of good will like this wouldn't be taken lightly by either the federation or Zeon. The Gundam units could be seen as traitors to the federation, in the worst case scenario.<br/><br/>...........................................................<br/><br/>Jillian, after spending quite a bit of time getting acclimated to her new Mobile Suit, ended up docking it on the paddocks as scheduled and dropped down. "Hell yeah! I almost can't wait for the next fight now!" She couldn't remember the last time that she had been so pumped about anything. While it was true that she wasn't going to be as intimately familiar with the Dom's functions as she was with her old Zaku's, there was no possible way that she'd ever go back at that point. The Dom was just too much of a monster for that. Besides, she could always relearn how to pilot a suit at it's best, there wasn't really a whole lot that could be done to make a Zaku more of a threat.