"Damn," the word slipped out before Hailey could catch it, and she straightened up, just a touch. "I know it's cringe when people say this; it always makes me really uncomfortable, but... thanks for your service." Her voice caught slightly, a lump forming in her throat as she pushed the words out.
There was a quiet respect in her eyes as she met his gaze. She might have been part of the same Special Operations Command, but Psychological Operations wasn't exactly the tip of the spear. Some of her guys liked to think they were on par with the elite, but Hailey knew better. That distinction belonged to the Green Berets—like the one sitting across from her.
"Bragg then? Wasn't it a blast?" she added with a hint of sarcasm, a knowing smile tugging at her lips.
There was a quiet respect in her eyes as she met his gaze. She might have been part of the same Special Operations Command, but Psychological Operations wasn't exactly the tip of the spear. Some of her guys liked to think they were on par with the elite, but Hailey knew better. That distinction belonged to the Green Berets—like the one sitting across from her.
"Bragg then? Wasn't it a blast?" she added with a hint of sarcasm, a knowing smile tugging at her lips.