"I mean, they're not not suited," Matt laughs. But they aren't appropriate either, not for a light run. He nods and throws off the sloppiest salute ever. It's more of a casual nod at the rank between them, because in any official situation before this he'd given the crispest salutes ever. Proper salutes, like were beaten into them.
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Date: 2019-02-16 03:58 am (UTC)"Don't be late. I'll start without you."