Meeting between friends.

[AlphaWolf215]

Wolf watches Driscoll talking into his private comms, whilst also fidling with his own wrist comms device. He watches Driscoll become enraged for a second, before being taken aback and then returning to the table. Wolf watches the partial recording, picking up his beer and smiling at the newly promoted Admiral Driscoll. He raises his glass in a toast.
"To the Armed Forces Newest Admiral. Admiral Ian Driscoll!"
Upon finishing, he drinks his own cup in one, followed by the same actions of Jackson.

"The burden of leadership... yes i know it well. But we do what we must, Driscoll sir, to protect our people. Now that you must know, knewly promoted or not"

Wolf listens carefully to Driscoll's explanation and advice on the ships, making notes alongside Jackson. Laughing at "Prince slimeball", he waves away the question about the fish, clearly intrigued about how he can assign his forces to assist in the defence of Leeds, food no longer mattering to him.
"You mention bomber swarms, and a pair of your Destroyers causing the most damage to them... What i am seeing now is what i can make most effective in helping you. I would assign Attack Group South, a Cruiser group, to the leeds system. Attack Group South consists of an Assualt Battlecruiser, two Siege Cruisers, and then various fighters and bombers assigned to it. This could prove effective from the data you have given me... What do you think? I know the Armed Forces got thier hands on some Liberty cruisers... Whats your thoughts sir?

The mention of the intelligence service brings up his fighters, reminding him of the extra role they can be assigned to.
"The mention of your intelligence reminds me sir, If you ever run a patrol beyond the leeds system sir, as rare as it may be, my men are ready to fly at your side. Just call them and they will follow your orders."

Wolf chuckles at the remark of the Gallics only good for polluting the leeds system, whilst the waiters take the plates away, thinking on how to work his men against the Gallic menace...

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