Aulus felt he should get his sentiments on the matter out in the open.

“Titus, while I appreciate your rank as a Praetorian, and respect your abilities on the field. I think it best if we work by the rules.”

“What does that mean?” asked Labienus.

“Well, one never speaks of these things, but they did happen. You switched over to Pompey’s side in the schism. Whatever position he gave you doesn’t apply here. Nor does your rank before your defection still hold.” Hirtius knew this would probably rub the man the wrong way. But maybe bygones would be bygones. After all, Caesar was trying to let things settle into normalcy. Aulus thought the best way to insure that was to obey the letters of the laws. He decided in that spirit to offer an out for Titus. “If you want some kind of increase in your satus, I have no problem with your requesting it of the Senate or Caesar. I am in no urge to be sole command out here.”

Titus rightly assumed he had more to say, and waited to let him finish. Aulus continued, “I don’t know that we really need more legions out here anyway. Perhaps together we can write Rome asking for instructions.”

Titus rolled his eyes. Hirtius was ensconced in some sort of writing already. His desk was a mess. “Whats all that?”

“Remember the Generals commentaries?”

“The General?” asked Titus knowing who he was talking about. “Oh right, those.” Those pieces of propaganda, he thought. “Yeah, what about ‘em?”

“Im writing a final book about the little situation afterwards, and a few other things. Maybe the African campaign, too.”

Titus as bored. So Aulus asked. “Well, shall we write Rome?”