"Here to help? Sure." He pops the seal on his helmet for a chance to breathe, and a chance to smile at a pretty commanding lady that's also likely to be pretty.

What, a guy can hope.

"I'm an infiltration and stealth specialist, did a lot of work on intel runs, scouting, that kinda stuff. If you need to know how good I am at keeping under the radar, this guy thought I was dead till about an hour ago." He jerks a thumb at Wash, grinning. "So I'm pretty good."