Allenby had just about wrapped her head around the idea of multiple Earths. She still hated the idea of any of those places using Gundams purposely to kill, mowing down other suits and soldiers who probably didn't deserve any kind of death, let alone that one.

Gundams weren't for that. Sure, the Gundam Fight on her Earth had problems. But for all the grief she'd gone through as a tool for Neo-Sweden, she was one person who'd had a hard time. She hadn't been one of a million people gunned down. Nobody on Earth or in the colonies had to put up with that crap anymore. It was better that way.

She stirred a finger through the food paste. "Someone said that she doesn't have control over who gets popped out. It really stinks... but I go down to the cavern every day anyhow." She managed a wry grin. "I figure if Stacy can't hatch 'em, maybe my yellin' will wake up my friends."