Kol accepted the handheld offered to him by the young woman, and he scrolled through the information, which generally boiled down to a good supply situation all around. "Looks good. Quartermaster, see if we can requisition some more Replon Plates from the Refineries in orbit around Praxus. We'll be going into battle sooner rather than later, and some spare armour plate to help fix holes will be sorely needed in the future. Also, see if you can find some sliced peaches. I figure the crew wouldn't mind a minor luxury, considering what's coming."<br/><br/>He signed the report, noting the request into the ship's database to be added into the next information packet from the warship, then looked at the young Quartermaster. After a moment's deliberation, he nodded, and handed her the handheld unit back. "Carry on."<br/><br/>As the two officers and one Non-commissioned officer left the Flag bridge, he let his thoughts surface more clearly, wondering why they would have abandoned one so unsuited to their purpose.