Yui spots the LAMS tracking her and immediately tries to retrieve her radio from the pack, then realizes it's completely hopeless. She considers drawing her pistol and going out on her own terms, then decides that's pointless as well, as lasers travel much, much faster than bullets, and she deserves to pay something for the crimes she committed. She sighs and accepts her fate, tears streaming down her face. Every single mission she's flown, and every single person she's known and lost and cared about flashes through her mind. She starts thinking about home, and how much she'd really, really like to be there right now.