Katarli smiled at the wolf-girl's clear enjoyment of the apple, managing to avoid admiring her lovely form for mor than a moment. She turned toward the discussion. Dymian was offering navigational advice. What rank was he supposed to have again? She honestly hadn't payed much attention to these things, knowing full well that most everyone outranked her and precious few would have any luck making that mean anything if she was determined. In any case, she knew there would come a time when authority would become a problem, best to build up good will on the issues she didn't care about. "Whatever everyone thinks," she shrugged.<br/><br/>