Lora shook her head, in regards to the other cadets present. They spoke about alternate interpretations to what Lorenzo had put forth for the mock battle, that maybe they were fighting something else together. That by itself was no major crime, but Ariin then put forth the idea of circumventing their commands in hopes of cheating the system. "Roger is right. It doesn't matter who or what we're going to be fighting, we are going to fight, no questions asked," Lora put forward with stern reverberation. "And in case you haven't been listening, this isn't going to be a matter of who fights the best or who has the strongest weapons. If just one of our Framewerks could beat all of the others single-handed, then there would be no point to a team of individual Framewerks, much less a team leader.

"Ariin?" Lora shifted an accusatory gaze towards the man defending the washed-up Elora. "You joined this program to become a soldier. If you're not going to follow the orders of your superior officers, then you've already failed. Maybe that makes me the inhuman one here, but it's the truth. If you really think you can make a stand by planting your foot down and doing nothing, then go right ahead- but don't expect it to end well.

"And [i]you[/i]," the young lady turned to Harold with another bout of seriousness, "I think you have a bit of nerve. You don't just claim to have zero experience piloting a Framewerk and then immediately say you'd be a proper squad officer because you had experience training some pilots. You said it best yourself: you don't try and pit a Bomber against a Fighter. You may offer some good points, but that shouldn't make you any more capable a leader of a Framewerk company than those of us who have actually had proper training with the things." 

Suddenly, rather exasperated with herself, Lora stepped back, taking a few larger breaths. She cupped her face in her hands, exhaling with a certain anguish that made the heat disappear from her face. No, no, bad, very bad. Not even a few minutes into meeting what would be her fellow squad-mates and Lora was antagonizing them over what they thought in the moment. Just because they were going to be fighting didn't mean they all had to start out as enemies, no. 

"No... no, forget it," the cadet finally spoke again, returning her head upright. "Forget I said anything like that. I'm sorry - I've no right to talk like that. I'm as much a cadet as any of you." She shook her head visibly, long hair swishing subtly behind Lora's back while she held her palms forward in surrender. She could only hope her apology might be satisfactory- yet, an outburst like that couldn't so easily forgotten. It might take more than words to redeem herself. 

With another deep breath, after silently taking whatever backlash the other cadet had to offer for her, Lora eventually pressed on with a new topic, "We- should get back to business. Focus on the battle." 

She looked back to Ariin and Elora, then over to Katya, Zim, and Serah. "Whether we're going to be fighting each other or something else, I say we may wish to split up- divide and conquer, so to speak. Two or three groups, all balanced to hold their own. Does that sound fair?"