"o... Okay!" Andy was blushing more deeply. "I didn't know... I mean..."<br/><br/>He gently disengaged himself. dropped off his pack, then undid the combat jacket and dropped it on top of the pack. He thanked the soldier for bringing them there.<br/><br/>"Thank you. Uh, where's the nearest washroom? Just in case we need one?" He turned to check his wash kit in his pack, and the back of the ripped bloodstained shirt and the furless scar across his shoulder blades, were visible to the soldier and May for the first time.