Really, life was too much work. The amount of energy burned by the body for normal functions was inefficient. Playing the long game was worth it. A form of self preservation, after all. Eggs in a basket. Poker Face. All those sayings are pointing to the same fact. Never let everyone know everything because someone will use it against you. Even the most loyal person will use something to make it hurt. It was human nature. Maybe not to... you know... other people who were not humans. But that was all Nuno knew. That no matter how much he trusted people, even Matt, he knew there was a strong chance that it will bite him in the ass.
Her tongue rolled off that word like it had been nothing. Nuno was still trying to process the first part of it. He had no idea what that was. Or where. Or how to spell it. Shit, maybe he did know what it was and just only saw the word. That'd be a bitch. "We were there to poke around the bases for a bit. Train with their army. Keep the UN happy with our joint force shit." It was probably the most he had said about his service to anyone other than Tad, who had been on one of the floats with him. "Really, it was a chance to see how many of my idiot buddies ended up trying to go home with a prostitute on accident. Japan was just as dangerous. I became a favorite of a Mamasan who kept trying to offer me her best girls and guys." Nuno shook his head a smirked. It's what I get for being one of three people in the unit with a license."
"Fuck no, that's taught when we fo the range," he clarified. "See, it's trigger discipline rules. The whole 'don't aim your weapon at anything you don't intend to shoot,' blah blah we repeat for days on end." He shrugged. "Guess the idea is tell us shit sucks and the bitches who can't take it bow out gently and we can move on." Nuno looked over at a pair of guys eyeing Jay for a bit too long. He caught their eyes and blew them a kiss and a wink. He giggled to himself as they turned back to their seats.
He gave a bit of a laugh when she mentioned the good father. He was not terrible enough to make the priest joke on the tip of his tongue. Had he another drink in his system, he would have been more prone to asking exactly where he had been sniffing. As it were, they were both saved that question. Still, when he was asked about having a special someone, Nuno actually laughed. His whole body went into it as though she told the best joke int he world. And she did. It was a short moment, and he let it fade into a chuckle with a shake of his head. He strolled over to where the cue ball stopped after denying her the eight ball.
"Yeah, yeah that's hilarious. Also a solid no. No boyfriend or anything either before you ask." Nuno laughed and shook his head. "Even if I did, I will be working on New Years Eve. If I get a kiss, it will be from some drunk idiot as I bring them to the drunk tank." He lined up the shot, which of course bounced wrong. Nuno put his forehead on the pool table and sighed heavily before looking up. "You guys doing anything for it?"