He nodded to the pilot now when she joined them and waved a sketchy salute at her. "And you can call me Bob, or Commander Prower-Graves if you want to be formal. I'm the Chief Guns here on this ship; if you get in a jam, just say the word, and my little beauties will sing the songs that end all enemy resistance and create... peace." he said with a rather grim chuckle of very morbid humour.