"Dean, welcome back, how's the training?" Adams greeted him.
"Interesting, to say at least. You didn't tell me that they would do the training in outer space, several light years away from Earth," Dean commented as he sipped on his coffee.
In the usual coffee shop, both of them were talking about what Dean had trained on for the last two months. He got his WSO qualifications, alongside with his pilot qualifications. In short, he was ready to pilot a fighter craft.
"Well, it was the perks, anyway," Adams said.
"So good to see you back, Adams," Dean said.
"I'm always here, your team missed you a lot," Adams said.
Adams always supervised the squad after Dean leave. To be honest, due to his creative instruction to use guerilla warfare against the other students, he didn't worry about his own team too much in terms of logistics.
