Donna listened to how Paul shrugged off the specifics of enemy pilots as nothing. Maybe it was one way to deal with the stress. "Thank you." She replied, though a bit disappointed that she didn't learn much. The Gundam pilot left the catwalk to the floor of the Hangar. She observed wrecked Duel and Zaku being brought over but her thoughts were on elsewhere. She looked to the area where the Slaughter Daggers were being repaired and found Instructor W.
The Instructor saw Donna coming to his direction. "Good work there, Donna." He greeted her. "Does the Sandrock need repairs?"
Donna shook her head. "I just came here for some questions." She explained. "One of the enemy commanders have mentioned the name Trowa Barton. It sounded like he recognised the Sandrock."
The man knew what she was talking about quickly. "He is one of the Gundam pilots." He explained. "The first generation of Gundam pilots for Operation Meteor. The pilot of third Gundam. the HeavyArms."
Donna listened as her mentor explained vividly. "Sorry Instructor." She interrupted with an apology. "Also with Mariemeia claiming to know you, I feel more should be explained. Who you actually are."
The man took off his goggles, showing his blue eyes without anything to hide it for the first time. "I was a Gundam pilot as well." He explained. "I was the pilot of the original Gundam Sandrock. Quatre is my name. I fought alongside Trowa, Heero and others thirty years ago originally for the independence of the Colonies."
Donna listened carefully. She thought of asking more questions but refrained, knowing he hid the past for a reason. "I think I will have to make sure Stella is fine." She ended the conversation. "But thank you Instructor." The pilot walked off to the elevator, looking at Quatre once more. She didn't want to press him further if it brought painful memories.