"And I'm glad you did," he says, turning to look at SecUnit while he gets himself a glass. And he means it. He can't imagine this is something so ordinary or natural for something like it. "Really. And I'm glad that you see me as someone you trust enough to talk about this kind of stuff. That's, you know, who I try to be."

Try. He's just glad that whatever he's doing, it seems to be working.

He takes a sip from his new whiskey. "If... there really is nothing else, and you have a job to do, then I won't hold you back. But I'm always here if you want to talk again. You know where to find me."

And a little grin. "That's me saying I care."