"Gunter, ja gut to see you too. Glad we are all in one piece here. I believe i saw you at the Oktoberfest with someone. Someone you knew? Never had the chance to approach, i was leaving just as you arrived i think. Getting changed. Ah, no matter now." Traudel turns to look at the door, then back to him. She was indeed somewhat tense still, eyes mainly telling the story. But those eyes were not all too uncommon in those recently returning from combat. "Initially not, just waiting over at Schwerin and recovering from the ongoing combat situation. You know me, i ... came from a comm-station aboard the Sprotte. Well, i waited aboard the Schwerin while my Valkyrie is repaired. But Stahl requested me over here, then send me down to you. My previous encounters with her apparently make me a choice for that. I do not object, it is reasonable."
Traudel nods, redirecting her attention to the monitor.
"Being a bit shaken is not uncommon for me, i can work with it. But by all means, bitte. Go ahead with her. I'll watch, observe and see what we have to work with here."
