Sasha should really keep a pot of jam in her office. It would cut down on interruptions. "Yeah, you can have a fucking uniform, and you can recite all the poetry you want. But you can't bring your gun on station [is it a station? I'm not sure what 'Stronghold' implies!], because they only authorize weapons for two people, and we're trying to be subtle. Got it?"

[I'm assuming Mafyyil would have had no reason to study low-language Naxorian poetry, but tell me if I'm wrong!]