Mhegan's face was pale under her complexion. She hald a hand over her mouth when Jal peered into one. "Yeah. The messy part of war. Check if there's anything salvagable, then just burn it out."<br/><br/>She clambered up the mech she'd chosen to pop the hatch. Luckily for her, the pilot inside was in one piece, if dead. She climbed in, releasing the straps to pull the bodybag over the head and shoulders as she worked it down to secure it. Then quietly cursing, the small women worked the limp body out of the cockpit.