"Train." York's dressed- though explaining his, uh, bruises and state when he'd stepped out the day before had been fun. Kimball hadn't been enthused. Doyal had- well. Hadn't met him and couldn't really make a judgement but he'd sounded like he'd known what he was talking about and spun a satisfactory line of bullshit for both parties. "Dr. Grey's gonna take a look at both of you afterward. I don't know what the fuck that chair was they had you in but-"

He shakes his head, leaning back against the door. "We need to run a few training exercises cuz from here on out? I'm taking point. I'm the boss."

It's...weird looking at Carolina and saying that. Looking at WASH and saying hat. But one of them needs to be on top of their shit and it is unfortunately looking like that's gotta be him.