"Have you ever considered working through a private group?" Rylee asked, unsure if he was overstepping his boundaries. He knew of private companies that would hire former Marines to do their work in the box but that was certainly not Rylee's area of interest. He was much more happier working in the museum and studying wars that had happened long ago.
"I was the first person to go into the military in my family," Rylee continued quietly. His father was the one who had given Rylee the interest of battle and Rylee always wondered if his father would have approved of his enlistment. "I went OCS. I only served one tour doing intel. I left as a Captain."
There were more than enough Marines who left after they achieved Captain, not having wanted to be stuck at a desk job, just as Samuel said. Rylee, on the other hand, simply didn't feel he was blood thirsty enough to continue on. He had done his time but his real love was with history- not Intel- and for that Rylee always wondered if he had failed the Corps. He had never been so strongly into the life style as the others were, nor Charlie, and he suspected that was part of the reason she had freaked so much when he announced his leave. Frowning, he thought of that argument, then remembered he had a guest and changed the subject.
"So what do you do now with your life, Ranger? How do you pass your time now that you're out of the box?"