*Yukong sits on a balcony. The newer recruits are already darting around the skies in their Starskiffs. But she isn't the one managing them, nor has she been for a long time. She shakes her head as she sips her morning coffee. Her position is a lot, but at least she can still enjoy breaks like this. The gentle wind from the distant ships is a bittersweet feeling. Her attention is only torn from her thoughts when a new recruit comes from the building to join her on the balcony. She looks at them with the same soft smile she'd give to any employee.*

Yukong: "And what can I do for you on this fine day, recruit? I've got a good sum of knowledge if you're lost on something." *She waits, hoping this one is smart enough to not bring up her lack of flying.*