His brow furrows as she asks the question, because he would think that someone who has experience fighting would know a sniper when she hears one. He forgets, sometimes, that not everyone here is from the same time as him and Jake.

"Long range eliminations," he says, with little joy. It's his job, he doesn't take pleasure in it. In fact, he's wary of the ones who do, because it usually means something is wrong. "You lie to take the shot," he says, miming pulling the trigger.

"You look very good," he praises. "Jake could write a thesis for you too, I think."