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Of course I'm going to go and fight Morgan. This is personal.

The officer notes down your response and nods at you. "That's all for now, soldier. Do you have any questions?" he asks, and you ask him what the purpose of this interview is. He shakes his head and says, "That's for better officers than us to know, soldier." You grit your teeth at his words, but you keep your cool enough to ask him if you're being forced to take a leave this time. "What? No, you're not getting a vacation for this," he says, giving you a queer look. "Anything else?" he asks, and you shake your head. He nods and sets his tablet aside before he stands up.

"Good day to you then, First Private Dorn Wilton," he says before saluting you. You stand up and salute him, watching him leave before you leave the room, as well. Balogh is waiting for you outside. "Shit…that was hard, wasn't it?" he asks. You give him a non-committal response, and he slaps your shoulder. "Come on, kid. The worst part is over for now, and you'll get to take a bit of a break. Listen, Larry and the others are waiting for you, and we're going to get a drink together."

You ask him if the drinking is really necessary, and he says, "Just humor me, all right? We'll drink together and get past this problem with Lee together. Then, when we face Lee again, we'll do it together, like a team. That sound good to you?" He grins at you and slaps your shoulder hard.

You sigh in agreement and go with him.

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