Alistair had found that he enjoyed Cassandra's company, and even talking business could be a pleasure.  He settled into his desk chair, closing his eyes and counting to ten before opening his eyes and delving into some paperwork that had so far eluded his attention.<br/><br/>After a while, he rose back to his feet.  He carefully adjusted his uniform and replaced his cap on his head.  Letting himself out with a happy little hum, he headed for CIC.  He figured that would be the best spot to keep an eye on the engagement.  He remained there until it neared dinner time, encouraging both the ratings and the junior officers as he wandered freely around the neon lit room (from all the displays).<br/><br/>He paused at the 3D map that dominated the center of the room, watching it for just a few moments before letting his attention wander to the efficient operation around him.   He nodded to Cassandra in passing, then would head over to dinner when it was necessary.