He smiles then, easily able to dismiss things he's just never dealt with. It's easier that way, and he knows he's not ready to try and cope with it all. Maybe not ever.

"He's our Colonel. Bad ass, smart, willing to go in where angels fear to tread and lead us out," he says, smiling fondly as he thinks about him. "He took in a lot of real fucked up cases and made us a unit," he says, the smile fading a bit. "Even if one of them apparently turned on him, but that's... apparently not happened to me yet."