Warren looked at her and smiled, a small smile, but a real smile this time.<br/><br/>"I will be fine. I thought I had gotten over...... Those memories long ago. They were the reason I went to Vietnam, and then became a Special Forces Operative....... I had a hard time in those years. It took almost dieing to come back and be myself again. I promise, when the time comes I will tell you what is so.... Haunting of that time." he squeezed her hand reassuringly as he shook off the last of the memories effects on him.<br/><br/>"I think you should stay inside for now. I will be on the porch. I need to shoot my rifle to test its accuracy....... And I need to let out some of my anxiety." he stood and reluctantly let go of her hand before putting on his vest again.