[b]Lieutenant Kat[/b]

"I believe it, Cairo, the THCCC-1's got some [i]big[/i] guns."

The chuckle that resonated deep in the back of her throat was [i]almost[/i] too low for the comm to really pick up. Almost. Still, teasing the Ensign a little helped cover up that Kat didn't really like sitting back and watching a monitor. That was for bridge bunnies, not combat pilots. Having so little control over the situation wasn't exactly great for her mood.

Still, Casablancas was probably the only one she'd trust enough to do it. The Spanish girl was damn good, and her G-Fighter'd be able to take a Musai out no problem. Especially with Minovsky density high enough to keep 'em from aiming. Didn't mean she was a whole lot happier about the situation being out of her hands, but the Ensign was a good girl. She could get the job done. Kat needed to avoid distracting her [i]too[/i] much, but chatting'd keep her sane.

"Just like I'd expect, Flamenco. Do me a favor and try not to get me shot, aight?"