 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
He didn't look up. Didn't say a word in response. Simply looked at his hands, feeling more guilt and the weight of reprimand firmly on his shoulders. How was he supposed to make a soldier at all if he kept pulling stunts like these simply because he couldn't control himself and frankly because he cared too much to stay silent. But that wasn't what bothered him, at least it didn't bother him the most. It was that he had disrespected Tate beyond any stunt he had pulled before, and he knew it.
A slight, short but firm nod left his head as he kept his eyes locked on his hands. "Yes, Sir."
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
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