Max's smile turned wryly amused when she defied her opinion of what was cringe, but he agreed at least partially with her. He didn't enjoy it when people said it to him, finding it uncomfortable, like she did, but he knew people had good intentions when they did. Not quite cringe, even if he would've preferred something less impersonal, less automatic each time a veteran was in hearing range. He had his issues beyond that, too, but that was between him and his long-dead squad.
Like every other time, Max couldn't think of what to say in reply, but she didn't wait for one anyway, true to her word about not liking it herself. He could appreciate it, as the moment passed without making anything awkward. What she steered the conversation towards had Max huffing a laugh, rolling his eyes good-naturedly.
“And then some,” Max tacked on, just as sarcastic as his smile curved into a smirk before he prodded for a little more information. She hadn't given her unit, but she mentioned Fort Bragg like she'd gone through the training at Camp Mackall herself, or tried to. “Is that the voice of experience I hear?” He cocked his head as he asked, letting his smirk slip to something more friendly.
Like every other time, Max couldn't think of what to say in reply, but she didn't wait for one anyway, true to her word about not liking it herself. He could appreciate it, as the moment passed without making anything awkward. What she steered the conversation towards had Max huffing a laugh, rolling his eyes good-naturedly.
“And then some,” Max tacked on, just as sarcastic as his smile curved into a smirk before he prodded for a little more information. She hadn't given her unit, but she mentioned Fort Bragg like she'd gone through the training at Camp Mackall herself, or tried to. “Is that the voice of experience I hear?” He cocked his head as he asked, letting his smirk slip to something more friendly.