Delia, meanwhile, considers Jim a friend, and competent at what he's doing, and an ally. In this case, she nods, frowning in thought, "I can work with that, getting more data period might be helpful, we need to know if this phenomenon," she gestures, arms wide, meaning the storm, winter, et cetera, "is naturally caused, or if something's pushing the weather to do this. So I'm definitely pleased to have you aboard, Commander."

A science officer, Delia definitely isn't.

"Visibility's poor as all hell, so binoculars probably aren't gonna do us much good anyway," beat, then Delia gives a little bit of a smirk, "Plus, I'd be better served with a telescope, all things considered, since, well." She gestures at her face, meaning the eye-patch.

A little humor to lighten the mood.

"Maybe we should start by asking around, seeing if anyone's seen this thing, or how it operates."