"Thank you, sir, for honoring our brother and sending him on his way."
Captain Heller's voice was deep, but also choked with the emotions he looked to be holding back behind his stern facade.
Daemon took off his gloves and made the rookie hold them for him as he adjusted his sleeves back into place, speaking in a faint tone:
"Military?"
"Sir, yes, sir! Ex Special Forces operative who bled outside of the wires for the country, sir! I joined the urban forces to keep serving the people after being discharged, sir!"
Unlike simple soldiers who were trained just to add to the numbers and were geared to work toward suppression, the elites from the different special forces were shaped to be sharp blades, and Heller seemed to have decided to keep being a blade in another way.
Daemon looked at Heller up and down. He asked the question because of the latter's gesture, and the positive answer he got could explain the gratitude.
