"Hawke is my Commanding Officer Leader, remember?" Lash put her hands over her own eyebrows. "You know, taller, white mohawke hair, no emotional response for the most time? He showed up during that training a while ago. The guy who could make storms that killed soldiers and healed his own." Yeah Lash was laying it on really thick.

"Anyway, he depodded last time there was one." A pause. "Zetta doesn't like him much."

Oh ho ho she had totally went there.