You we’re the mechanic of the group, sure you went on missions with them, and you were excellent with a gun, but mainly you were their mechanic. You worked on trucks, broken comms, planes, you name it. One up side was that he got to stare at your ass all day whilst you were bent over the truck trying to fix the radiator. Plus, he made small talk with you to pass the time- even if you didn’t seem that interested. “You need any help?” He chimed.