[Louis could not precisely remember when he had last eaten. He unfortunately did not maintain his trim figure through working out or a rigorous running regimen, but through eating little and burning through what he did eat as if it had been puffed with air. It had ensured he was always thin in secondary school, willowy to the point of projecting weakness, which had been a detriment. These days, he carried it off much better, thank god, because he'd likely forget to eat dinner again tonight, and then not eat again until sometime late tomorrow.]
The army? [His interest was warm and real.] I was homicide, initially. I only worked SVU when I came to Marvel. If investigating murder taught me anything, it's that I would have been shit at the military. Thankfully, no one ever suggested it. [A small, raffish smile.] I would, thank you.