Not Folsom.

The mecha warrior's had created a large encampment on the unknown world, settling down as if they planned to stay for a long time. It was not on the ground, it was in the air floating like structures she had seen in the underworld and on Xeno. As Scarlet walked among them, she observed their smiling faces, absent of worry that she expected to find. This was supposed to be a horrid world after all. 

The world itself was not what she expected. In her mind, she had drawn up images of dead bodies piling up, mutated beasts running wild and ripping everything apart with their claws or perhaps unending darkness like that red demon filled planet. In fact, many times, she had pictured it as a different version of Nordem, hopeless and on it's way to the it's inevitable end. It was not like most of those things especially because she had laughter.