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, |
"You're welcome?"
Robert nodded. "That's actually easier to pronounce in Romanian than English." He looked at G and decided that since privacy was non existent, they might as well switch to the one language that no one else spoke. "I'm glad you could relax, because you have plenty to catch up to. There were a lot of changes and a lot of confirmations. Savannah is... that girl never gave up, not once, she refused to let anyone consider the alternative. Deeks has been in charge as you know. He and Savannah... it wasn't good for a while. I think they both felt the burden of his command and she... God, she's fucking you at times. She feels she's responsible for something and she wants to do it all, even if she was pregnant, two kids and not in charge, and yet she felt responsible for everyone, because she was going to protect your team. Yours. The thing is that somewhere along the line they finally started working together, really together, and suddenly they were on fire, both of them. She was the perfect military wife who instead of tea taught sniper classes. You have a strong team there and they have managed to pull in pretty much everyone, even the Hammond twins, and that should tell you something."
He looked around, although it didn't really matter considering he was still speaking Romanian. "I might have finally started to act like a Colonel. Maybe a Major," he said, laughing. "I know you never really put me in charge of anything other than the plane, and that's... thank you. You could have pushed, and I get that it's not like you had other choices with that, but you didn't push even when we didn't have the plane. I guess what I'm saying is that I'm ready if you need me."