That wasn't something he thought she'd asks. ghosts of his men that despite having been set aside would never be buried or forgotten in his mind. Their faces still came to memory, sharp and clear as if he'd seen them only an hour ago, not years ago. The guilt and ache for his friends was sharp but he pushed it back.

Swallowing his mouthful of beer he considered her words, Sensat, he hadn't thought about him in a long time.

"You would've found him ...twitchy," he smirked, "He was quiet, inquisitive, liked to watch people and get in their heads. He was one of our intel guys, always knew who to ask and who to avoid. Saved our hides more than once with how much he knew about Omega's plumbing."