"A little late for that lady Gabriel has already dropped the beans on that part." Grant said after Saturnalia did her light blinking thing which made Grant's squad snicker, "However if you want to keep going with this 'play' then who the hell am I to deny you? It's not like she can do anything right now especially since Paul's got his bloodied hands on the enemy suits and besides why would I care at this point this is kinda out of my jurisdiction." Grant commented as he jumped up into the air using his jet striker pack. You guys and girls can round this out as you will we're taking our spoils of war and getting back to the ship. We'll take one of those downed machines for inspection. To bad those disk things go fried they were pretty useful..." Grant muttered as he and his men grabbed one of the enemy Virgos, but not before firing a couple of CIWS, into the cockpit of the machine and started to fly off. "Sir shouldn't we keep an eye on them?" commented one of Grant's men as he shrugged, "I got it covered. We got Baker listening in just in case." Grant mumbled as he didn't have full confidence on the little girl's abilities. She was greener than the fresh mowed grass back home at his ranch.