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[he makes a soft, reluctant sound at that. he can't argue the logic, even if he doesn't like it. anything more is just petty complaining, isn't it?

jeez. he can easily imagine Bruce ribbing on him for this right now, same as he did when the whole platoon went to the Murase Inn for shore leave.

some shore leave this is, though...

before he can get to lost in that recollection, he blinks back to the present, giving James a fleeting glance and a nod.]

...I won't go anywhere. At least, for the day.