He's bloody insane... Elena mutters to herself. She had sat quietly all this while, listening to the conversation between Angelina and the Smiths, occasionally venturing to make an exclamation of agreement. At Matt's comment about Dreadnought commanders, she laughs.
Yer Aigh't of course. Some of them are incompetent suckers that wouldn't know the front end from the back without the crew's help. Thankfully, most of 'em are more competent, or we'd be sufferin' a lot in this war.
