"Sergeant" Claire reminded him. "Honestly? I don't want to antagonize you. Chances are your flying ability will allow you to rise fast in the ranks." She sounded particularly bitter about it. "But honestly you're not going to rise in the ranks much without adhesion to protocol and following orders from your superiors. Remember to put the lives of your countrymen before your own. Therefore next time don't invite me to drink before I finished my report kapish? Honestly. I don't think you're a bad guy and I wouldn't mind you watching my back during a raid. So I'll put up with you no matter what. Not like I have a choice" Then again. Claire had always been a stickler for the rules she believed in her higher ups but wasn't stupid enough not to question their actions.<br/><br/>She looked at Alex as she sipped her Shirley Temple. "I would ask you of your opinion of me but its not like I don't have a good idea or that I care at all. For now we're stuck together."