Cate Cassidy, while always on the chipper side, definitely had a bit more of a spring in her step than usual.  It had been a shore leave to make any grease-monkey quiver, leaving a bright and dimpled smile on her cherub-like porcelain face.  She really felt as though she had made an important contribution to her new ship, perhaps even Starfleet as a whole!  Dun was more than gracious in crediting her as head of the project, when it had most definitely been a team effort.  He knew how much something like that would mean for a young ensign's record, and she was very grateful for it.<br/><br/>With that newly enhanced spring in her step, Cassidy practically bounded into the Observation lounge, head full of fiery hair flying behind her like her own personal comet tail.<br/><br/>"Hello, Captain," she said merrily to her CO before taking a seat next to Dun.  "Lieutenant," Cate greeted him, along with a particular grin that had never fully left her face since the Wave Rider.<br/><br/>Most pleasantly, and with a bit of a mischievous glint in her eyes, she turned to Darrin and quietly murmured, "I'm glad to see you're still the proper height and age, Lieutenant Falkin."  Part of Cate would now always picture Darrin as a toddler skipping down the corridors of the ship, calling for her to keep up.