With a sigh he used his right hand to push the glasses to the bridge of his nose, his eyes shutting for several moments in thought, so she had little knowledge of Communism, a shame since knowledge of communism went a long way into allowing a pilot into their ranks.
As he pulls off his glasses, laying them on the table he opens his eyes once more, staring at her intently.
"I see." He stated, reaching into his desk and pulling out several papers and pushing them towards her with a pen.
"Especially since it'd be useful if you had knowledge of Communism, but should you be accepted that can be fixed with time and the willingness to learn, fill out these papers in the lobby and turn them into the Secretary once you complete them, once processed you will either be accepted in which case you'll be brought to orientation or you'll be...discharged" he commented, shouting past her in his firm voice,
