Karako furrowed her brows. The guy went through all that trouble fucking up her mobile suit only to surrender. She sighed, getting up and opening the cockpit hatch to get a look at the other suit. It was definitely kneeling in surrender, an act she'd witnessed a number of times before. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at the Zudah's shark head shield.

"You better not be fucking with me." she called out, "Disable your suit's weapons. You can keep the damn shark."

Kamille saw Karako peer out of her suit and took the opportunity to move in. He'd heard the surrender but if the Zudah pilot tried to pull anything, he would act as backup. He owed the lieutenant that much for helping him, anyway.

"Miss Karako, are you alright?" he asked.

"I'm a hot fucking mess to put it lightly." she yelled out to Kamille, "got grazed and bloodied by those Titans fuckwads, and now my suit is a fucking mess from shark innards and this wiseguy."