Celestia looked up from the papers with another faint smile and nodded toward a corner supporting a slightly less towering stack of papers. "If you'd like, Major, you can put your cap on the desk." Rose accepted the offer with some relief, extending her prosthetic wing to place her cover, as her military habit insisted on calling it, where indicated. The princess went on, "Would you care for some tea? Or perhaps coffee, since that seems to be the lifeblood of every military service."