Robert Callen (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} r_callen) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality, |
Robert nodded. "I am, but it's more than that and it's not limited to her. We are all thrown here and we come from all walks of life and we need to make it work. Now, I'm not one to socialize with the enlisted men and it's not very different here, but that doesn't mean that I'll antagonize them, unless they piss me off and then all bets are off. I know all about the temptation to make a point, but in the end it's not worth it, and not just because you don't want the aggravation, but because at some point you will fuck up. It's team and it only works if we support each other, and sometimes that means turning a blind eye."
Robert snorted. "It'd be even worse if you were my son. There's a difference between a job and a son, and besides there is no other way to keep him safe at the moment. By the time, he's a teenager, I will expect him to know how to defend himself."
He looked at Thomas, but was thinking about training. "Have you ever shot anything? An animal? Something?" They had done it with Sam, but maybe it might be a good idea to get hunting licenses to give everyone a taste.
"For the important stuff, sure. If we were on the field, or it was something crucial, then you wait until you are in private, but not for personal things. We don't speak for each other and we don't say the same thing. Also, you've made it to a private party. You already see more by virtue of being included here." Robert chuckled. "That's because I'm amazing."
Robert didn't have to ask what he was thinking, because he had gone through this himself. "My mother told me my father was dead and I didn't know about G until I came here. I had a family and this... This was G's family for a long time. Savannah keeps adding people, but they aren't myfamily. That doesn't mean that they are nothing. She used the term family. I used to call it squadron. G called it team. You find the name that makes you comfortable, because sooner or later you will need someone that isn't your family. If you think I'm lying, just look at Jamie Ray." He put his hand on TJ's knee for a moment. "You don't have to say anything. Dom briefed the people that needed to come and get you, the people in charge. Not me. Could I find out? Sure. Do I want to? Not unless it becomes relevant or you feel the need to tell me, because that's how trust is built." Robert had never shared his story. People knew it, but no one had ever asked and he'd never volunteered until now. "You will need to do the work for yourself, but you might need the help when you least expect it."