Ari listened to Tyler speak if his past.  She knew a lot of kids who had grown up in a situation similar to his.  She knew she was damn lucky to have both parents present in her life, but at times it had been hard too when both had been on active duty somewhere and she was home with a nanny.<br/><br/>"Tough luck about your mom," she empathised.  Nodding to show she was listening, she asked, "You ever consider going back to classes for martial arts?"<br/><br/>She shot him a knowing look when he talked about being a marine through and through.  "My mom is the same.  She's a Lt.  Col. here, does earth side security."  Ari explained.  "Dad's a full bird, he's here too, but I don't know what the hell he does."  Shrugging, she twisted her lips into a questioning look.  Guess the two of us are just apples off the tree."<br/><br/>Finally coming to the storage locker, Ari reached in and pulled out a paint ball gun.  Loading it as per specs, she checked it's action and other parts to make sure it hadn't been tampered with.  "Looks good."  She affirmed, giving it a thumbs up.