"So much pain....so much suffering....I....I-damn it. So many lives lost and for what? Some hunks of specialized metal...How many people died yesterday simply because of this project!?" 

Milya flinched visibly at the outburst. She had worked on the project herself, fitted in those fiddly parts by hand, suffered several cuts and minor injuries building the G project's MSes. To say she had poured her blood, sweat and tears helping to make those Gundams weren't that far off. The very same MSes they tried to steal, killing a lot of people in the process.

"If only I didn't...if ONLY I could have protect more people....so much suffering and pain. I was born here and was raised to believe that all men and women are equal until they show they aren't. I understand why this has happened but why was it worth the lives of so many people. I'm a failure as a protector of the people...." 

"..sorry.." was all Milya could manage to say. averting her eyes so as to not meet Satsuki's. It was getting rather awkward very fast, but she can't run out just like that, not when she was with Stan.