Kelsey hugs Rachel back, lingers for a bit before letting her go.
"That's nice of him, tell him thanks for me too. Bet Mac can set you up with a hamburger too, if you haven't eaten. They aren't really giving us any time off before we roll out again, but you are welcome to stay a bit if you want."
She finally looks past.
"So.. who brought you here? That technical our new rig? Is that a ... mule?" (She says 'mule' w/ French pronunciation 'MOO
le'
She's not complaining about the technical, That's an M2, which speaks with excellent if rare authority around here. She focuses on the men.. and the mule, and in the absence of Taras she will turn to greet them, but will tug on Rachel's hand a moment to keep her close.
"Gentlemen, I am sergente Champlain, second in command of this little gong show, our commander is Staff Sergeant Shevchenko, who should be back soon. Introduce and report on your travel."
Where she had spoken casually till now, there was a snap and air of authority to her now. She is wearing a standard CF infantry uniform with a beret that has a distinctive beaver crest emblazoned 'je me souviens' of the Royal 22nd Van Doos. (Her glengary being kept in it's hat box for dress uniform wear)