Aiden adjusted the sling of his rifle, getting it into a more comfortable position on his shoulder while he listened to Lieutenant Cervantes and Sgt. Eriksen talk. He didn’t feel that it was his place to say anything- they were officers, commissioned, and he was just some rookie private.<br/><br/>His eyes flicked up from the radio sitting on the desk, and he straightened up, nodding, at Maria’s orders. “Yes, ma’am,” he said, snapping a smart salute. “Assist the Sergeant with inventory.” He then turned to the older man, waiting at attention. “Awaiting orders, sir.”