Don't mind me, I'm just hoping /h/ + /y/ spells /d/.Adiane drummed her nails against the conference table. These briefings bored her to tears. It wasn't as if this was new information to her: the damage reports, production status, coordinates of allies and enemies...a good general knows these things before anyone. She had more important things to do than attend to tiresome formalities. A pause in the litany of statistics caused her to look up, eager for an end to the meeting. No, it was only the speaker, Lieutenant Guudo, pulling out yet another chart. Ah, Guudo: terrible helmsman, perfect paper-pusher. She'd been glad to see him go.