As the meeting was wrapped up, Donald saluted the captain before leaving. His impression of Welsh was a contrast to his previous captain, swearing like a sailor and reserved respectively but he did say he is Irish. The lieutenant junior-grade got out his pack of cigarettes but remembered that he ran out of them before he entered the Lucifer. "Nuts. I better stock up on them." He thought as he got in an elevator. The Scotsman gave a salute to a guard at the entrance and went out to satisfy his nicotine addiction.

He returned minutes later when ORB actually had vending machines. They weren't the brands he got near JOSH-A but they will do to him. When he returned to the hangar he found that snot-nosed teenager and conscripted mechanic. He overheard the brat's introduction but he remembers his name. "And it's the third time we all met." He added into the conversation. "I'm only used to the controls of a jet so I'll find some difficulties with the Aegis. As you might remember, Donald Sinclair."