Instructor W observed the last Gundam making entry to the hangar and to his curiosity the colour of the armour faded, leaving only dull grey behind. He saw the pilot of the Gundam that just docked make his descent and noticed how the pilot is a young adult that looked around the same age as Donna. He adjusted his goggles and listened to what the pilot said on how they kept their word but in the threatening tone he heard in the comms, the inspection of Sandrock and how they will be taken to see their captain before giving his reply. "A quick inspection should be fine with us." The Instructor noted. "And we haven't received any information on your forces from our side either." He looked at the Mobile Suits that are presumably the backbone of the carrier's forces, nothing he knows about either along with the carrier they're right now in. "Can we ask who exactly are you and your organisation or will it be explained later? Otherwise we are ready to meet your captain."
There was some temptation to punch that jerk called the "Blackstar" in Donna but knew that she had to refrain with an RPG and riflemen on guard. Any dumb move can jeopardise their safety. If he is being polite then it only sounds like he's trying. She hated how she needed to swallow her pride and allow an inspection of her Gundam to be trusted. "I have no questions." She responded with an emotionless tone.