Lorne was barely able to keep up the litany, but he definitely got the message; "Back down or get hurt". Oh so very reluctantly, he lowered the muzzle of his gun, though he didn't relax his posture.
His mind picked over the list, pulling out the most important bits. Well, the most important to his soldier's mind; killer, fighter, war vet. Which could explain some of the other's craziness, PTSD was different for every person, and this guy definitely had a major case of it.
"You work here." He said it flatly, his eyes never leaving the 'threat' in front of him.