"GUH HA HA HA! ..oh wait, you guys aren't joking." She stifled another round of giggling as she looked over at all of them. Soldiers, pilots, all of them expected to fight and die if the situations demands it. "Just a while ago you people were the ones shooting at me. All of us here live to fight and fight to live, and you're expecting me to apologize over someone's broken equipment barely minutes after trying to kill me. And to top it off, you just tried to lie to me right after a friend of your said he knows no such person. So what now? Will you kill me? Will you apologize for getting my dress bloody after that?"

All of a sudden, as if by a switch, her demeanor changed drastically, Reve now sitting up straight looking very serious. "We live our lives as murderers for our beliefs. Regardless of whether we are called terrorists, liberators, heroes, or other things, we still kill others for our own cause. Even I, who was made for battle, cannot simply apologize for doing what I did to live and fight another day." She spoke as if she was another person entirely.

"So what did you expect me to say?" Reve was smiling again, as if oblivious to how she was acting moments ago. "Sorry for your funnels there, but if we meet on the field as enemies again," She spun slowly, looking directly at Puru "I won't guarantee I won't just kill you." There wasn't any sort of malice or ill will in her voice, just a cheerful sort of announcement one would make while declaring their love for sweets.