<div align="center"><strong>Kris Fielding : Officers mass, Captains table : Eating dinner</strong></div><br/>Kris looked up in irritation at Hyral for only a second before clearing her face of the emotion.  It was understandable that he wouldn't want to talk about this, his specialty lay in battle.  But her's was investigation, and she would never take that seriously.<br/><br/>Turning her attention back to the new Chief Engineer, she was about to respond when the Admiral spoke.  She furrowed her brow at his words, "if it makes you feel better..."  Those words made her slightly angry.  Investigating all transgressions on ship was her specialty, and the four months before he had come on board it had been her realm, as well as the other duties assigned to her as second officer.  She would have made sure the old equipment was checked, but she would have also checked in on his back ground and made sure that his slacker attitude hadn't gone beyond his own section, or that he hadn't been associated with even more slackers that could prove to be a liability in the future.<br/><br/>But since he found that a mere check of equipment was all that was needed she would go along with it, and investigate on her own time.<em>Because it would indeed make her feel better.</em>Deciding not to answer back she went back to concentrating on her food, her previous admiration for the Admiral dimming slightly.  If this was an example of how things where going to work now that he had control of the ship, than she figured her dull admiration of him would slip into plain dislike.  But than again one didn't need to like their commanding officers...they just had to follow orders.<br/>