[h2]A.L.M.A. Unit "Roxanne"[/h2]
Ultimately, the mission was mostly a success. Eileen, alongside Roxanne herself, had managed to keep the enemy mech contained for a while, but defeating it even with everybody present was likely to be a Pyrrhic victory at best. A pickup vessel had been called in, and those sent on the mission as well as two of the three downed pilots were recovered in good condition.

Which left two matters. First, reprimanding Felix for suggesting a foolish course of action such as ordering an orbital strike on herself, and to a lesser extent Eileen too, as both simply demanded Roxanne do as they insist; when discussed later on, Doctor Rei considered the matter "un intriguing caze ztudy into ze defelopment uv selv-identity und pride in your zyztemz". The description did spark a sort of self-examination in Roxanne, particularly considering how the Doctor focused on the far lesser infraction as the focal point. Pride... was she prideful? Or rather, was she proud of herself and her being? She could say that she was quantitively more capable in matters of thought processing than the vast majority of biological beings, with the capacity to process and retain information much more efficiently to boot. But, this would be a statement of fact. What might give her pride in these capacities? Perhaps the notion of making it a boast - using more abstract descriptors, and perhaps exaggerating her capacities intentionally for greater effect. But these would simply give the impression of boasting, rather than igniting any particular feelings in her per se. For the time being, Roxanne would set them aside for future examination.

Second, and more importantly, she needed to figure out how, exactly, an infected and clearly far-gone individual was able to not only retain their intellect and apparent sense of self, but to then acquire the technology for a highly-advanced mech. Bio-organic, subsidiary drones, strength enough to violently kill another mech pilot one-on-one, within their own mech no less. It was, evidently, not the best situation for anybody else to deal with - and nearly impossible, without further information, to calculate how it had come to pass, though the intelligence at least could be explained with a sudden and drastic mutation of the infection agent. Nonetheless, the entire planet now represented a potential infection threat until further notice - the mech's pilot had not been slain, and whilst it was likely to continue its hyperaggressive behaviour without consideration for long-term infection, it could easily turn the feral populace into a personal army if it so wished. An elite team would be necessary to deal with it, all things considered. Something to plan for future missions, perhaps.

And if the pilot was able to leave the planet's atmosphere, that only amplified the threat exponentially.