"Yeah, I'm around most of the time, I see what they see," Sarge shrugs, slumping back in the chair and looking kind of tired. He's really not used to being the one up front for so long. (I'm sorry, Sarge. Ain't your fault, buddy.) "I know who everybody is. And most of what's going on. So I know this shit is important, I just. Hate paperwork, that's all."

He stops himself before he edges straight into whining about all the other things he can't really do, either. "Maybe I should take a damn break until this wears off," he mutters.