He might even dust off the uniform for a rare appearance. For old times sake. Malcolm smiles a little, embarrassed and looking back at the display. "Shush, you."

He was on his way up in rank. He's pretty sure that promotions were going to start going around once the war had settled, and people would go to new ships. Funny that he isn't sure how he'd feel on another ship. He'd deal, but it would never quite be home in the end. Just a different version thereof.

"Everyone will need to get together to discuss this. Especially if there are some who might oppose being a group in the first place. And those who might have concerns about...non-Freelancers in the group." There might be objections to an outsider running SIC. "After Christmas. After the surprise. Is everything going to be done in time?"