Looking shyly up at Admiral Kol, Marty fumbled with the papers in her hand as Lieutenant Welles spoke. Peeking out of the corner of her eye as she stood there Marty listened half hearted as he asked his questions, noticing that the lieutenant was slightly lanky even dressed in his uniform. Bitting on her bottom lip nervously she hoped that all the papers where in order and she wasn't given a large pile of blank pages as a mean joke. Waiting respectively for the admiral to finish she moved an inch closer to him as he finished adressing Lieutenant Welles.<br/><br/>"Sir I have a update on the weapons" handing the papers over to the she was still shocked at how large his hands where compaired to hers. "I hope they meet your standers sir" fiddling with the dog tag on her wrist she waited patiently for his response as he reviewed the report.