"Elizabeth Octavius of Gjallerhorn; Captain of Apollo Burning Star, Last Surviving member of the Octavius Family and... Last surviving member of Augustus's Legion, Heir to Gundam Purson." The woman said, sighing as she clearly took no pride in announcing that last bit. It was also clear, wherever she was from, they had a hardon for titles. "Captain, it seems that those scouts you were chasing and your crew fell into the same situation as the rest of us. None of us are here by choice, save for gathering around this ship. I doubt many of your men want to "chum up" and break bread with those who just rolled over you like a gundam over a poor graze, but you have my permission to take a shuttle to my ship. I apologize for the loss of life concerning this misunderstanding, these people were merely defending against attackers. you have my condolences... i know what it's like to lose family." said the woman over the wide comms, allowing herself to sit in silence for the moment, reflecting on the fact a mistake just killed a number of good men.