[One room she's likely noticed straight off, is one just down the hall from her. The one from which the big man in digital blue camouflage comes and goes. The door whooshes gently open the Navy Commander steps out, fixing his cap neatly to his head as always as he prepares to begin his day.
As if feeling the eyes, he looks up and finds her. There's a beat while he takes in her face, then he offers a small curl of lips and a small nod of his head in greeting.
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As if feeling the eyes, he looks up and finds her. There's a beat while he takes in her face, then he offers a small curl of lips and a small nod of his head in greeting.
His eyes show no recognition.]
Morning.