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"It would be a fitting first address for you to make to them."

Germanicus did not lend an opinion on Ruenna's suggestion, either favorable or oppositional. His words indicated comprehensive acceptance, and furthermore gave the impression that he would like Ruenna to hold a position of authority. 

"As you wish," Rue assented, wondering what the auxilia would think of her, if she was to impose rules and consequences immediately upon her introduction to them. 

Ruenna still thought it odd that Germanicus had not offered a counter-opinion, or really any commentary at all. It wasn't until his stab at apologetic humor that Ruenna realized he could be feeling overwhelmed. 

"Until very recently there was only the need for imperator and auxillary."

The edge of Ruenna's mouth quirked wryly. "My arrival has changed a lot, rather quickly," she sympathized. Her perceptive gaze searched Germanicus's features, and finally he met her eyes. Something wordless passed between them, and after a long moment, Germanicus directed them back to their conversation.  

He requested her help with the civilian ranks, and she nodded. He also mentioned a need for a medic. "I know a fair amount. Enough to get us by until a medic can be recruited." Ruenna had spent the year following her accident living with a mated pair of medics, and in that time she had acquired a functional foundation. 

Germanicus went on to mention a pair of possible recruits, and Ruenna tilted her head curiously. It seemed there was already a need for her proposed infrastructure, with a mated pair posed to join them. "Does Pharaoh approve of this?" she wondered. Would Rammesses begrudge Germanicus recruiting from his ranks?