[ Ever-reliable curiosity, huh. A slight, amused sound, closing his eyes briefly. ]

The reason I was pulled from service for a few years wasn't exactly a secret. [ So when he'd finally been deemed fit for duty again, there were always murmurs and whispers -- or accusations, straight to his face, about his lack of sanity. He got better at handling them over time, but especially then, fresh from Freelancer's own doctors, he may have lashed out. Repeatedly. Which only served to further his reputation for insanity, of course. A slight pause, moving on from that, his voice light enough. ] And even before that?

I was always the worst soldier on the team. By a very significant margin.