Warren smiled in a drunken fashion, pouring himself more booze and then sitting back in his chair.  He having motioned for the girl to sit down, yet not offering her a drink.  It was too soon for that...She would need one in a minute though, of that he was sure of.<br/><br/>"You have to learn to be a little less thankful Tanaka.  All anyone out here is doing is their job.  Some do it better than others that is true, but when someone saves your life don't thank them, just be there next time theirs needs saving.  And don't doubt for a minute it won't happen."  Warren gave a soft wink before taking another drink and then setting his glass down on the table with a grimace.<br/><br/>"That isn't however why I have called you here.  I have called you here because I want to tell you that you are being promoted.  To Sergeant in fact, and that you are going to get PD heat from it.  More than that I will be getting PD heat from this because you are going to formally request this does not happen and that you in no way pursued or wanted this promotion.  You will state all actions you made during the mission were for the benefit of the Empire and to the Glory of Emperor, and self promotion was furthest from your mind.  My report will reflect that and despite the flag on your file I will state I believe the extra kick of authority would not only make you a better functioning member of my platoon, but a better member of the Empire.  We'll still get heat, both of us.  Me more, don't worry about that, I'll make sure they don't get there hands on you alone.  Just know this is in the benefit of Key.  I'm sure you heard about that just from the look on your face."  Warren took another sip, near finishing the drink before pulling another glass out and pouring some for Tanaka.<br/><br/>"Now is the part you try and talk me out of this."  He looked a bit stoic and bored.  Like he was just going through the motions because he had too.  It seemed he already knew where this would all end and that it was just a matter of getting it.  And it a way that was exactly what was going.  Experience tended to breed that kind of thing.  Whether the man with it liked it or not.