This was.... not what she was expecting. A military conversation where she had no hopes of following with her limited knowledge of military jargon was one thing, but this was starting to look like a full scale shitstorm of arguing that will only get worse by the second. Definitely not what she came in here for. Seeking an exit, she raised her hand, giving a meek smile.

"Uhm, may I be dismissed, sir? I still have to examine the Gundams, and rig up the system to record battles and combat data so we can tweak the mobile suits' performance."

Not that she was actually thinking of that before, but rigging up sensors and adjusting finicky parts was better than the inevitable argument that would come if the conversation went longer. And now that she thought of it, she was supposed to be examining the MSes by now anyways to ensure everything was still in good working condition.