"Sara you don't have to worry about training," Skylar tells her, "I took on her to train myself. The boys were an unintended consequence of such an apprentice, however," he walks to the mirror and starts trimming his beard with a tiny pair of scissors, "But they do seem competent, though not very intelligent. I know a lot of the missions I send you on are tough, and as the time draws nearer, they'll only get harder, especially with Zacharias being in the... state he has been in since he returned. I'm not sure how much I can depend on him right now. You're the only one who can pick up his slack while he grieves. Those two are yours to command and bring with you as you see fit. Your inferiors. Your assistants. Do with them whatever's useful, Donna."
Zacharias looks like he's about to slap her, "What? NO! Why the hell would that come to mind? Seriously?" he wants so badly to beat them, "If you weren't so important to Skylar, I would beat the everliving **** out of you three. But as it stands, you'd better watch your backs," he walks away quickly, his fist balled up. He tosses his food in the garbage and leaves the room in a huff.