"Is either of you aware that agents need a 20/20 vision back home? I haven't checked here, but I'm willing to bet that it's not very different. I'd say being blind pretty much cuts you out, which means things will have to be discussed with people other than me, because I'm not sure how they will even deal with this," he said.
Sam shook his head. "Weren't you arguing with me about not doing advanced training just a few weeks ago?" What the hell was this? Some kind of childish need to do the opposite of what made sense? "Besides, there no way you can do the modified training. Sharp shooting? Sure, let me give you a rifle right now. Pool work? You can't see anything in there. I'm sorry, but I'm not putting a blind mean in a SEAL team. That's final. You get cleared for training, then you can do the morning training and afternoon with us, unless I see that you can harm other people, but I'm not putting the lives of the people who can potentially become our best soldiers at risk because of your ego."