Delila spent the remaining weeks as she always did; conducting research in her quarters while occasionally appearing to ruin some crewmember's happy moment with a well timed scathing comment. The navigator conducted her ship through the warp, just as she conducted the Bring-Down train into the hearts and minds of her subordinates.<br/><br/>Today was different. Five cups of coffee had made her jittery enough to leave her quarters for something other than day-ruining. Delila came in soon after Sarah to visit their captain.<br/><br/>"Mmh. Smart girl. It's always good to have a few escape routes for when things go pear-shaped. Which, of course, they will. Speaking of imminent disaster, I think it's time we talked about that staff, Captain Cortez. I have some options for you to consider sir, none of them really good. Also I thought I'd ask you to speak to the Med bay for me about some new cybernetics. I'd do it myself but the last time I was down there they threatened to sedate me, graft a pair of testicles on me and then remove them with the dullest, rustiest, most disease-coated blade they could find."