You don't know many people in the Hoplites yet, but you really appreciate the mentoring Karim has demonstrated. And you've never sensed that he's just doing his job—there's a real connection there.
"Hey, sir," you say, smacking Karim on the arm. "You want to go for a beer or something?"
He glances at his watch with a raised eyebrow.
"Work hard, play hard—I like your style, Nubes. I'm pretty sure the bar will open early for us." He puts his arm across your shoulders and leads you toward the elevator. "And if we're drinking buddies now, ., you can call me Mounir."
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