Hearing another set of footsteps, the general didn't yet see the person that came to admire the spacecraft. Coming around, hey eyes fell on a blond woman, not much younger than herself as far as she could tell. It felt a little strange, how one reassignment because of a car accident meant the end of her flying days, and yet despite how she hated it, here she was with a general rank, something many of the flyboys dream of. She'd trade them any time.

Judging by the interest in the plane, dared she say reverence, this one was definitely a pilot. "Beautiful, isn't she?" Catherine said, the name tag quickly reminding her of who was before her. "Came to check out the new merchandise, Lieutenant?"