He supposes that beating this dead horse is going to give no one any actual satisfaction, no matter how much Ravi is having trouble letting it all go, but Major is right. It's not like this would've been an easy conversation, even if he likes to think that he would've promised his friendship and alliance no matter what was on the table.

"The cake definitely would've helped, though with your decorating skills, there's every bit of a chance I would have misread it as the Chaos Kitter, which just sounds like a terribly disorganized storage solution company," he deadpans.

"We all went down, to a degree," he says. "So next time, bring us into the game, Coach. And for now? Here," he says, offering out the puppy, because Major could probably use the cuddle more than him. "Let's discuss names."