“Why should you be, he leads a division.”

It only makes sense he should have some level of awareness. Dick’s eyeline shifts from the foot of his cot to the nudge of knuckles at his leg, and inevitably from there back to Derrica.

“The caliber of cowardice it suggests is frankly quite impressive, never mind the open insult to my service.”

He could go on like this, probably, but doesn’t, whatever else pent up and released in a short sigh.

“I’d initially considered Riftwatch a reprieve.”