"It is a pleasure to meet you, Captain Ayase. Yes, Of course. I have medical teams waiting and ready to see to your wounded." Jeremy stated as he turned. Bringing two fingers of his Right hand to his lips, he gave a very loud whistle that echoed in the Cavernous Hold. Several of the nearby Techs and Pilots had to cover their ears. However, the signal was unmistakable as a team of Medical techs came trotting over. "See that the wounded are Taken care of." He Ordered the lead Medical personnel. "Right away Captain." The Man clad in white with a large Red Cross on a Shoulder cap said with a crisp salute. Walking over to the Girls behind Misa, he looked them over for anything obvious. "Which ones of you are injured, please step forward." He asked, eager to heal the wounded.<br/><br/>Jeremy gave an approving nodded as he watched his Medical personnel bend to their Task. "I don't believe that will be necessary, Captain." Jeremy stated warmly when she mentioned about rearm and refuel for the next Lazarus base. Which was several thousand light years away. "I am sure we can find a place for you and your Pilots to bunk here on the Musashi." He said. Though when he noticed her eyes looking at his uniform. He had an Idea to what she was thinking. "It would seem I am a bit overdressed for our meeting. I, as well as a couple other members of my Crew, were in a meeting that Called for such attire when we received your distress call. Sadly, I have not had the time to change into something more casual." He explained. Black's Duty Uniform was fairly similar to his full dress except it was not as ornate nor was covered in medals. Something he particularly didn't like to show off. "Would you like for me to Show you to the Quarter Master for available rooms or the Medical center so you can check upon your injured squadron members? Though, I will have to discuss something with you later, privately Captain." He said. It was Jeremy's intention to be completely up front with Misa with the present situation with the Musashi and her crew.