Franz snickered at the 'sir' the woman gave her. Erika noticed this and asked Charles about it.

"Well, I guess you could say there's two reasons to it. One, Franz really doesn't like being called 'sir'. Two, the GRDF isn't considered by nations to be a true military, more like a bunch of test pilots with varying levels of experience. Civvies, really. We aren't yet on the level of traditional air forces." He said this at a quiet voice and Erika nodded at each point.

"Like NEU, then?" Charles nodded and turned back to the woman, who introduced herself as Vigdis, and Erika did the same. "She seems nice enough, I suppose." The Erusian murmured. Charles didn't really have an opinion on Vigdis' personality, but she did seem like an enthusiastic addition to the group. Franz took the front after Vigdis had finished introducing herself.

"Well! Hope you get along with our new arrival. Anyway, for now, you're all dismissed. We'll have another meeting to discuss the apparent events and geopolitical events of today tomorrow morning around.... eight-hundred hours, perhaps? We'll see later. We've had rooms assigned to all of you and the NUN transports should bring some of your belongings from McNealy later this evening or tomorrow morning. Dinner is in one hour, at 1900. Get some rest, relax, but stay at the ready, all of you. We don't know what might happen in the days to come, so don't get too comfortable." He paused, as if for dramatic effect and then nodded and smirked. "Dismissed!"