Yuuyami sweeped her eyes over the view of the battle, every once in awhile firing a round from the Saviors at a Coalition MAS that strayed within a two second firing distance. That is to say, anywhere that it would take two full seconds for the currently loaded General-Purpose rounds would reach. 

However, her gaze shifted over towards the corner, as she heard the orders that the Captain had given to herself and one other. Bringing up the image of the shuttle that the admiralty was planning to ride in, she flew straight into a carcass of a Fenrir in shock, the alloy shield combined with the energy shield knocking the twisted metal away. Utterly mortified by the flashy appearance of the shuttle, it was enough to cause a lapse in her usual stoic and efficient mood in battle. She couldn't help but to bring up the specifications of that particular shuttle.

"...specially coated for the extravagant polished appearance, while having the durability of a cardboard box. Thruster output is basic, with the specific hardware to allow emergency overclocked output utterly removed. Not even a low caliber rotary for point defense.......does the admiral live in a fantasy life where the universe revolves around him? He might as well tow a neon sign flashing 'I'm a VIP, come melt my face off! The shuttle isn't design to take hits so don't worry!' or the like...it's a waste of material, time, and crew..."

Most likely to the surprise of everyone listening, Yuuyami actually [i]spoke[/i] aloud, and not only talk, but to actually insult someone, which was rare by itself, even out of battle. Of course, she was speaking from the viewpoint of an engineer, cringing at improper usage of equipment and transportation. Shaking her head, attempting to get rid of the obstructing thoughts, she continued to fly towards the shuttle, not even bothering to bring up the digital map, as it wasn't hard to confirm visual of the glaring shuttle amongst the darker hues of metal of space around it.

[i]Looks like baby-sitting[/i]

Finally typing again, she sent the message to the Russian who was given the same order. Although just words on the screen, the annoyance behind it was evident, as she was still slightly fuming over the shuttle.

However, at Ariana's scream over the comms, Yuu couldn't help but to immediately stop. "Not another...please..." Muttering quietly to herself almost akin to a prayer, she turned to face the direction of McKnight and Ariana. Shifting her eyes back and forth, she deduced that the Fenrir Mk3 was the culprit. Immediately leveling the Calamity, she aimed slightly below the Coalition MAS. However, hearing Maki through the comms, she could only retract the artillery. Looks like she would have to leave it to the other Japanese to assist the rookie, and possibly avenge their comrade, if he fell.

Gritting her teeth, Yuu turned back around, before continuing her previous route towards the admiral's shuttle. However, unlike before, she couldn't help but to grip her controls tightly, her knuckles becoming white under the pressure.