So, it seemed like the newly minted sergeant had been assigned a squad. She checked the roster next to her and saw that they would be under the same command, before striding next to the young woman and calling out her own role call:

[b]"May I have your attention again please! Would the following guardsmen please report to me! Lexandro Caldwin, Vincent McDowell, Rena Galbraith, Heavy Weapons Specialists Johnson and Jude Falexin and Vox-Specialist Jacinto Machradium" Furthermore, can a total of ten conscripts please report to this squad, as well as the following guardsmen:...[/b] 

She continued listing off names of soldiers, until the group had fully assembled. Her old squad stood at the front of the group, stern faced and ready, followed by the four others set to be reinforcements for the depleted company; all Cadian veterans from the campaign on Verdus Prime, with one of them having narrowly failed Karskin training. The conscripts stood behind the main squad, and she breifly wondered if high command valued their lives more than their gear, or were both of them simply expendable objects to be used for their campaigns.

She turned her head to the younger woman, her bionc eye automatically adjusting for her closeness, and she smiled widely. "Congratulations on your new command. Seems like we're under the same banner for now... Speaking of which, I assume you haven't received a banner?" As she said this she pointedly adjusted the heavy flamer tank to shift the standard across, the Aquila glinting slightly as it did so. [@Agentmanatee]