[The smile makes the guy seem more affable, much more approachable, and Jensen takes his hand and gives it a firm squeeze before letting go.]

Yeah, military. Captain, but we were a specialized unit, so it's not like that came up much. Not a lot of mingling with civvies in the jungle, you know? The, ah, orientation board or whatever says they might set me up with the perimeter guard here. You got any idea what it is we're supposed to be guarding against? Any giant monkeys or moths or something?