"I'm pleased to meet you."
Fisher smiled and shook hands with the rather impressive Chief Officer, but as soon as they touched hands, he immediately felt that the chubby woman's hand was covered with calluses of various sizes. Yet before Fisher could take a closer look, Pahetz had swiftly withdrawn her hand.
Alagina, dressed in white, now stood by the mast. As she cast a blank gaze at Pahetz, Pahetz seemed to get the hint and put on the short cap she had been carrying in her pocket. After smiling at Fisher, she waved her hands and shouted loudly at the crew, who were still watching the spectacle,
"Still gawking, what the hell are you looking at? Is the work done? Get moving, get moving! If we get spotted by Nali's warships, we're in for it. Hurry up, let's launch!"
"Launch!"
"Launch!"
Following Pahetz's lead, the distant crew members scattered, passing her command down through the ship like a relay race, all the way down to the lower decks.
