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For obvious reason, Mila was seated at the back of the Osprey, where there was ample room for her and her armament. Apart from listening to the loud noise of the engines there was not much to do. Her gaze did fall upon the other members of her team; some read, some were lost in their mind. She remembered - for a lack of better word - how it felt to be lost in one's mind without the constant need to calculate and organize thoughts and memory. Mila missed it, or at least she thought she did. 

She took the start of the briefing as a sign that they were close to destination. While the Lieutenant was talking, Mila would be taking care of her weapon and double checking all components on it were adjusted, working and ready to go - [i]again[/i]. Her thought process diverged to Kuni, and the Cyborg smiled. Her roommate never had the chance to check Iron Saga from up close yet, and Mila knew she was seating a bit too far in the transport to be able to have a good look at it now. She scouted for her friend and gave her a smile. Hopefully, that one wasn't awkward. 

She closed the Iron Saga compartment with a loud *click* after having inspected all was in order, and headed outside as soon as it was permitted to do so. She was third to hit ground. Tian-Gui, one of the tallest man she met, was first. Mila looked on at the transformation, the flash having no effect on her eyes, which adjusted to the varying intensity of light, and couldn't help but be impressed every times she witnessed Final Red. 

Still, there was a mission to get to. Any empty space being as good as the other one, Mila set the butt of her 'rifle' down, holding it up against her shoulder as she waited for her own partners. Upon hearing the others camaraderie calls or teasing of their own partners, Mila surprised herself at wanting to do the same - but she couldn't bring herself to it. 

She was nowhere near the cheerfulness of Mavis and despite her computing augments she even sometimes fell short of Subaru's expended knowledge, but Mila was still under the impression she was decent company and a good partner. Even through her lack of social skills, open camaraderie and teasing. 

[i][color=a187be]"Who would have thought that post-apocalypse could be so beautiful."[/color][/i] she said to herself, admiring how nature retook what was hers, as she grasped pieces of candies; offering for her partners before things got serious.