A raucous laughter was coming from the Blitz. The source of that was Augustus and the crew assigned to work on the Blitz. There wasn't much he could do with the Blitz right now. Hell even piloting it was a major challenge for him. The one thing he did know how to do was build team chemistry. It didn't matter if they liked him as long as they wanted to work together. He did hope however, that they did like him.
He was finally doing what he wanted. More than just a useless figure head. It was still a wonder how he even got the job, maybe he was just the only one that would do it. Sitting behind a peaceful desk preparing for assaults that wouldn't or couldn't happen. He was almost happy, at least he was being or trying to be useful now. He needed this and he got it. He was going to be sure to out do himself in way possible. He was starting with the crew assigned to work with him on the Blitz. There was no way he could get away with acting like he did back in ORB. He got a second chance and he wasn't going to piss it away.
He sat in the cockpit doing everything he could to keep his crew laughing. His actual job at the moment was making sure everything responded. It didn't even have to be the correct output, but it was at the moment all he could do. He didn't know enough about the Blitz to be tinkering around in its internal workings. He just did his job with quips coming out every so often. He was thankful that laughter from his crew seemed to follow each one.