A smirk crept across her lips as she heard the reference to her being a 'green horn'. Hope was fully aware of what the term referred too, and she simply grabbed the lap top and gave it a look as the items popped up on it, dismissing all other thoughts associated with the term. She had lapsed with her attentiveness, and she was thoroughly kicking herself in the arse for it. Hope didn't need anyone else rubbing it in her face, even if they were told to do so by her predecessors.<br/><br/>"Yes, I gave authorization for supplies to be added to the list. Why are you asking? Are you going to be unable to procure them?" She asked coyly as she glanced up at him. Her face had an expression on it that was very similar to one that Integra would have, and she flicked her hair behind her shoulder as she glanced at the items. "If there will be difficulty getting these supplies, I am sure that we can manage without them." Removing her gaze from the lap top, she folded her hands behind her back as she stared out the window at the grounds, seeing the moonlight dance across them.<br/><br/>"Is that all for the evening, Dameon?" Even though she wouldn't admit to it, Hope was a bit tired and her eyes were bothering her. She'd simply strained them too much on the pistol and her knees were begging some relief, perhaps a hot bath or shower once she retired to her quarters. "If so, I will retire for the night."