Jay had become a captain-in-training. There was a small smile pulling on the edges of his lips, and though he was shielding, one could feel a tinge of satisfaction emanating from his presence. More than satisfaction— delight, perhaps.

That was incongruent with his expectation, and he quietly admonished himself before recalibrating; Jay wasn't his father, after all, and it's not ones business expecting his father's dour demeanor to be echoed by his son— no matter their other similarities.

"You must be the new recruit." He spoke to you from behind and earning your attention, his tone soft as per usual. He saluted over, "I'm Jay Naj."