Unlike Atalei, Viraa had no concerns about who or what was piloting the Mobile Suits she was going to destroy. The others who met her likely thought of her as emotionless, with no remorse or care for anything but the plan. It wasn't entirely true, what she did, she would do for Humanity. But she had accepted what that meant long ago, that many people would die. Starting today, they were kicking off a plan that would leave countless people's lives in ruin, and even more dead. But it was for the sake of peace. As she listened to the chatter over their comms it, like many things, baffled her that the other pilots needed to hype themselves up for this, that they needed words of encouragement. They were chosen for the plan because they were the ones for the job, the only ones. Veda didn't make mistakes, they weren't about to die on their first mission. They had much, much tougher tasks ahead of them than taking on an enemy that didn't even know they existed yet. As she heard the words of encouragement from the Captain, she almost rolled her eyes. Of course they were better than the enemy. That's why they were here. Not just these Gundams, but the pilots inside them had to have the skill, and the resolve to do what needed to be done. And that meant defeating the enemy. That was the most basic of requirements for each pilot, be better than the opponent. A short [color=6ecff6]"GN-005 Virtue, on Standby."[/color] was all she gave to confirm she was ready for her part in the mission. Like a machine, reciting its cerial number rather than giving a name, she was a piece of a puzzle, not a singular, named pilot. Not right now. It was fortunate that her Gundam had Optical Camouflage, considering it was by far the largest and bulkiest of the four Mobile Suits. Speed and Agility was not its primary function. No... but surprise, that was her part to play. And so she waited, watching Kyrios as if from the shadows, wondering what he was thinking. Did he have the resolve necessary to be a Gundam Meister? Did any of the others?