“Hawke may think we're all the same in here, and maybe that's not such a bad thing, but I can't help wanting to help a lady carry something heavy," he explains, walking beside me with that easy smile of his. His light eyes are shining towards me and all I can do is smile stupidly at him. Once we're in the warehouse, he puts his hand on my arm and stops me from bending over for a box, “I wanted to ask you something first... well, two things, actually.”
“Sure, whatever you want.”
“Are you and Asher in some kind of a relationship? Because I heard a couple of things with other sergeants, and I want to know if it's actually possible to be with a recruit, but... you guys don't seem to get along so well. You don't look like a couple.”
“We're not really in a relationship, we're just, uh, sergea
