"Oh, this?"  Gweneviere tugs at the breast pocket flap on her tunic.  "Field exercises.  Firearms are a nuisance, but one ought always be prepared.  Besides, it's kind of fun playing staff officer."<br/><br/>She helps herself to a sandwich.<br/><br/>"Mmmm...so, anyway, I've been spending the last few years on someone's staff in a dank and miserable little shadow, staying quietly busy.  Yourself?"