In front, the Colonel spoke softly to the ship's Captain, her hand over the mike for silence, other hand showing the man something on her tablet computer.<br/><br/>The doctor next to her narrowed his eyes a bit.  "No offense taken.  But, we do need two sets of med teams, a shipboard team and a groundside team, and perhaps you have some bit of experience that I don't have that might be useful in dealing with the problem we're facing."  He paused, looking at the two by the podium, then back at Nova.  "I really don't know any more than you do, Doctor.  Perhaps when this is over, we could look up the drugs we're testing for in the database?"<br/><br/>A moment later, her comment sunk in.  "Battle dress?  Were you a Navy Doctor assigned to a Marine unit or something?"  He seemed genuinely curious about her background.<br/><br/>The Colonel cleared her throat, then stepped back to the podium.  "Sorry.  Just a situation update from our client."<br/><br/>