I look back at Jason and smile as I let out a held breath. "This is what it felt like just about every day in Fallujah" I say. "For six months after I got home I had to sit with my back against a wall if we went to a restaurant. I surveyed everyone who came in and all the goings on and made plans for any and every eventuality. They call it hyper vigilance. Not fun. Now, shall we continue? Madam Druidess, please lead on… "
I grimace as I feel the tension in the air. " We should probably relax. There is no way that Ghost here won't smell something before we are ambushed in tight quarters like this. " I grip my club tighter anyways as Ghost and I move forward.