Damien was quick to grab his equipment from the sheer embarrassment he was put through in the mess hall. After grabbing his work gear, he went up to one of the many AA guns and begun working in the main CPU of said gun, even though he felt he should have went to the main room that housed the master controller for all the ships AA guns, but he was not thinking clearly. He had just finished checking over and improving this one AA gun, CWO just came in and gave him a new order. Damien stopped working, turned his head and looked at Jamison. “If I may ask, what for, sir?” He inquired; blinking a few times in confusion.