[The Soldier hasn't had much to put away, just the mats, since it hasn't spent any time this first day on actual weapons. So that's done, and it's pacing a circuit around the inside wall of the gym to get its emotional state back to baseline. This was a good thing, even enjoyable, but still hard.

At Javert's approach, though, spotted first out of the corner of its eye (the Soldier keeps close tabs on where handlers are at all times, when possible), it stops and turns to face him. Forces its expression into neutral and the plates in its arm down to stillness again.]

Yes, of course, sir. This is. Important work.

[And it's enjoyed it. Not that it will say that, but... it did.]