@Tetrarch Docking Corridor A, Io Station Docks "Arran, like whisky?" She really did roll her eyes at that. "Yes, Wierzbowski. Whisky. The kind that wins you favours." He went silent again, although now he seemed to be thinking rather than vacant. It wasn't a bad look... "Yes, ma'am. Uh, question: How exactly do we get you on board?" Sophie thought for a second, biting her lip - that was actually a good question. Finally, she decided to open her box of tricks again. She slid out a set of Lance-Corporal's stripes, which she surreptitiously slapped onto his uniform - the nanofiber patch wove itself into his BDUs just as they were meant to. She authorized and issued a reposting of one LCpl Wierzbowski to the UNN Munroe by way of Luna Special Operations Command, then let the notification arrive in his inbox with a slight delay. She turned to him with the slightest hint of a mischievous smile. "I don't know, Lance-Corporal. But if I were you, I'd not be late to meet your new CO." The look on his face was almost worth everything she'd been through so far.