"They are pretty ruthless, but when I deal with them, they are usually interrogating prisoners that don't exist in countries that don't know the prisoners are there to get us intel on terrorists in the Middle East and strategic targets," he said. "No one looks too carefully at what happens. As long as the Air Force isn't involved, we can give them a building to debrief."
Robert laughed. "Wrong crowd, G. These people grew up flirting. It won't even faze them. In fact, these are people who watched their step-whatever flirt with one of their parents while they were still married to the other parent. Flirting, cheating, it's all a way of life." He nodded. "Don't worry. I doubt you live in the right zip code."
He continued to talk normally, but now he was watching to make sure he was talking to G and not some cover. "The SEAL would would be very right. My friends aren't here and what I want is my brother. I want to be able to tease and joke and yeah, even touch, but not if it bothers you this much, and it's only been two months. If this is too much too soon, I'll try to tone it down and you tell me when it's time to back off and slowly maybe you'll get to the point that my arm around you won't feel like some kind of op." He put his hands on his back pockets, because he was likely to touch G again and now was not a good time. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. In fact, I didn't think about it at all. It's just something I do, but I don't have to."