Aurélie sat in silence, somehow appearing ramrod straight yet relaxed at the same time. She was almost preternaturally still, only her eyes flicking back and forth as one or another of her new squadron mates spoke - she would not think of them as comrades yet, not until they had proven themselves. But oh, these Americans! Almost like Italians, so many words and gestures when they spoke, and always saying the same thing over and over again....

Meanwhile, she had been taking notes on all that was happening. Copious notes, not just on the mission.