Soldier Boy had gotten what he wanted from the fridge and proceeded to crack the bottle open and take a swig, his other hand scratching at his beard as he leaned against a wall. He took a moment to observe the situation that was displayed in front of him. You didn't seem to get along well with the rest of the team today.

"Heard y'all were fightin' here. What about?" He asked in his typical, grumbling demeanor. "Y'know damn well they won't listen." Soldier Boy added, sipping his beer.