[i]"You got to pilot prototype OMNI Suits but you're from ORB....whatever it must have been a miracle that you managed to work the things."[/i]

Well, she did work on the machine, as well as working some of its softwares, the smaller moving parts, and test piloting them through various testing phases, so it wasn't really a big deal. MIlya had opened her mouth to say something to that effect, but the man beside her was quicker with firing off his mouth.

Rash. Rash and unusually nonchalant about other people. Not really the sort of person she would like to work with. Good thing he doesn't seem to be working as a techie then.

But he was right about one thing. It would be an interrogation regardless of how they sugarcoat it, though not in the full sense of the word. She didn't think she could stand trying to explain her situation and circumstances to a cold, uncaring high ranked officer. At best she would be fired dishonorably from her position, and be returned to her home in disgrace, and worse would be... court martial? Execution? She didn't know. But when something had TOP SECRET and CONFIDENTIAL printed all over it, it was probably safe to bet the consequences of her failures would be great. Very much so when the government was in it.

[i]"Told you."[/i]

"Eh?"

Told her what exactly? She didn't get anything from him as soon as she zoned out, staring out the window. The man, who no doubt was a soldier from his rugged appearance, soon started spouting some speculations and theories about the attack. It may or may not be true, but this was hardly the time for such things. Stan was only doing his job after all. If he wanted to, he should be spouting that when they were being questioned by the officers they would be meeting on the Lucifer.