Tim drank his coffee and sat quietly for a moment. "The evaluations all point to me being 'competent enough' to return to duty but the scuttlebutt around the water cooler is that I'm gonna get put out to pasture." It bothered him a lot especially after the many years he'd served his country with pride and honor. He had been fighting the good fight from World War 2 to now even having registered during the Civil War only to face the very real possibility that it'd all be thrown back in his face because he'd been taken.
"It's bullshit plain and simple. We take the fallout from this shitstorm and the higher ups come out of it without getting dirty. They want me hunting Skrulls and I'd bet my hat I come back to a dishonorable discharge. After seventy years as a soldier that'd be the one thing I couldn't come back from."