Redhawk Caldera ARMY BRATS

Tiger! <3

He blinked slowly when he heard someone address him, albeit not by his given name. Mr. Grey? His eyes fixed on Tiger's figure as she sidled closer to join him, though he quickly dropped his gaze. He looked down at his own chest, though there wasn't much whitening there. Most of it was along his jawbone and throat, with a significant peppering along his nape: all areas he really couldn't see for himself.

"Do I really look that different?" he wondered in a dull voice. He ignored her compliment, then shook his head at her question. For a long moment, he said nothing. Then: "It will be a while before I stop beating myself up about what happened. Fox is the only one—in the caldera anyway—who seems to agree that I deserve to be punished," he observed out loud. "I appreciate the benefit of the doubt but I made a hideous mistake. I almost got an innocent baby killed." He realized he hadn't given a direct answer, so he added, "Does that answer your question?"

He forced himself to look at her again, briefly, and changed the subject. "Wifi is alive and well despite me and because of you. I cannot tell you how grateful I am that you're caring for her like your own. Neither Fox nor I have overlooked your dedication, not that my opinion is worth much anymore. You seem to be a natural caregiver."