Angela sat through the second roll call, trying to match faces to names, a small part of her wondering what was up between Green and the sarge.  Raia seemed at ease with everyone else.  Bad blood perhaps?  She shrugged it off.  None of her business really...<br/><br/>When it was over, Raia approached her again, and she offered him the ghost of a smile at his comment wishing she had the nerve to make a wise crack.  She was still feeling too fresh.<br/><br/>"All Ready, Sergeant.  And no, I don't mind the cold long, sir."<br/><br/>