Just hearing Sam was from the Air Force he knew made him warm even more to the man. It was nice finding someone he had something in common with from his old life and not 'hey we're both in a death arena for the foreseeable future, wanna be friends?'

"NSA, mostly, but I was a captain in the Air Force during most of that."

Seemed like forever ago, but the memories were right there as clear as day. He sometimes wondered what his life would have been without His Voice revealing the evils in the government Jet had ignored, he probably would have been screwed over by his superiors anyway, it just might have taken a few more years.

His smile faded ever so slightly at the memory. Void informing him the blame for Dubai's bombing would be placed on him and the other cyborgs...that way he smugly and insincerely thanked Jet for all of his years of service...sometimes Jet regretted the fact he accidentally dropped a chunk of roof on Void and sometimes he really didn't.

"Pararescue, though...that's cool, you saved people." His smirk returned in full force, eyes shining in amusement. "A regular hero."