Rachel gazes out the observation deck window at the starships zipping back and forth, the training for the new cadets seemingly going smoothly. Her face stoic, she uses her telekinesis to bring her tablet to her, then begins taking notes. As she does, she psychically lifts her autorecorder to film the practice dogfight "...That one needs to work on their barrel rolls." She observes as one of the ships signals its been hit and automatically flies down to dock.

She feels your presence behind her.