William Bishop checked the supplies list, ship lists and ammo dump reports.
"Seems we have new resources..", he murmured to no-one in particular.
His assistant heard though, turned her head and looked over her glasses at him. Realizing he was only talking to himself again, she turned back to her solitaire game. When she felt his hand on her shoulder, her heart almost leapt out her mouth. William could move quietly.
Bishop could not care less that she was playing a card game, but pronounced his requirements quickly, and did expect them met as quickly.
"Re-open the recruitment barracks. We have ships. Might as well fill 'em with pilots."