"Wish I could just zlikh all my equipment with my energy! I try to keep it down but hey that's just what Uukhma is! That's why we got the thickest fur, it's to contain it all. But yheney ask about what hair products I use, I can't keep track of 'em grath'yunka."

All this poured out as she was sitting down, her hand waving with her speech almost randomly. Never ask an otter to socialize, you will get lost down a tangent and need to ask directions to get back to the main subject. Every time they open their mouth.

She quieted down as Vonys started up again, her embarressment keeping her mouth closed to stop from interrupting every five seconds as she learned about her new squad. Taking notes with her pebble with everyone speaking. She didn't record out of a respect she had been taught ages ago in basic training when one time she was caught recording a particularly nasty interaction between the drill instructor and another cadet...

Vonys being a medic could make use of a program that could tell her details of each squad member out in the field, tailored just for her to streamline the process of both keeping track of vitals as well as treatment of each member.

Leslie the combat engineer. Now that would be interesting to play with. Technology and physical power combining to make things go boom, crunch, or bang. A tailored readout for her personal gear to help keep track of any details she wanted to...

Max the gun toting badass. He already offered to allow them remote link to his optics, but what if she coded something one step further, with enhanced optics on all the GEARs as well as equipping their infantry weapons with visual optic hookup as well so command could report instantly a visual to Silverwind on the field, thus cutting out the need for one of the squad to explain. Maybe even allow Silverwind himself access to it while in his gear....

Rishun giggled like a tiny mad scientist at the possibilities, not really catching onto the downer subject of killing people until the room went silent for a few moments as things settled down. It was then she realized they might be waiting for her, and she quickly spoke up again.

"So uh, Aah- er. Hello, I am Lieutenant Rishun Sprinsteam, tech specialist and guru on all things with an electric pulse. I haven't been sent anywhere outside the country, but I have been into international waters for some surveillance missions. My travels are across the net. I have been to every corner of the dark web, designed too many programs to count, though one of them was brought up in my recruitment interview for being a little too invasive on the military network..."

She coughed, her speed starting out slow but had sped up as she became more enthusiastic. Rishun was clearly making an effort to avoid using Otter slang or words, sometimes stopping mid sentence to think for half a second before continuing. 

"I will be trying my best to lend all my skills for this team. If you ever feel like your GEAR or any personal equipment could do with a technical touch, let me know. I am already compiling a list of additions or upgrades to your gear that I will present when we have more time."

She shut her mouth with a downward stare to the table, her furry face thankfully preventing the others from seeming the blush on it. She was proud she stayed on topic, and it was this inward  monologue that almost made her miss Silverwind speak about her squad comm idea, and she quickly nodded with a "Yhe'Sir!" and a salute out of instinct, which she quickly put her hand back down and returning to examining the edge of the table.

But it was at that moment of weakness Rishun would endure another embarrassment in the form of a little mechanical creature clacking to life from a container the same size and shape as the batteries on her tail. It climbed up to rest on her shoulder, rubbing its nose and squeaking with a clear speaker hollowness.

She quickly grabbed it and muttered "Scrap ney'yunka! Return home!" To which it meeped at her and crawled up to her shoulder and sat again, much to Rishun's frustration. She repeated the command, but the little tiny mechanical squirrel refused to budge.

HUffing, she just let it sit there for now, instead standing and giving a small bow "I should follow suit if you wish to speak now about the comm system. Better to prioritize it before we go out on our first mission."