'She's an interesting kid, hey?' Hawkeye asked.
'Seems nice enough. Maybe a little loony if she really thinks she just appeared here,' BJ replied. He stared at Hawkeye for a little bit. 'Don't get too attached to her, Hawk,' he warned.
'Attached to who?' Hawkeye pretended not to know what BJ was talking about.
'Izzy,' BJ said.
'I like her, that's all. Not in that way, of course,' Hawkeye added hastily.
'I know,' BJ reassured his tent mate. 'But you know what war is like. She could be blinded by a bit of shrapnel, or have to have her leg amputated because of an infected wound.'
'Assuming she has to come back from an injury,' Hawkeye said.
'She may not come back at all,' BJ said.
'So you think she'll probably be shot out of the sky, like Henry?' Hawkeye said angrily.
'I never said that, you know I didn't,' BJ said, lifting his hands up to show he didn't mean anything. 'All I'm saying is that you shouldn't get to close to anyone here, because something could happen. Like Trapper being sent home.'
'Sorry, BJ,' Hawkeye said. 'I guess I overreacted. We should have some fun with Izzy before she goes home, get her to help us with a prank on the majors, or something.'
'Good idea,' BJ said, pouring himself a gin. 'Top up your martini?'
'Yes please.'
There was quiet for a few minutes.
'Let's try and get the Colonel to let her stay.'
'Hawkeye. . .'
'Yeah?'
'I tried. He refused, and it's for Izzy's own good.'
'Come on, BJ!' Hawkeye got up from his cot.
'No,' the other man replied. Hawkeye sighed.
'I know, it's stupid. But I don't think she should have to go if she doesn't want.'
'It's ok, Hawk. She'll be fine. Safe. Happy. Probably won't even remember us,' BJ said soothingly.
'I'm going to sleep,' Hawkeye said, laying back down on the cot after putting his glass beside the Still. He turned the light off and rolled over so he was facing the canvas wall.
'Good night, Hawkeye,' BJ said. Hawkeye just grunted. BJ got up and walking to his cot. He turned the light above his bed off and settled down to sleep.
As quietly as possible, Izzy got up and walked back to Post op.
'Seems nice enough. Maybe a little loony if she really thinks she just appeared here,' BJ replied. He stared at Hawkeye for a little bit. 'Don't get too attached to her, Hawk,' he warned.
'Attached to who?' Hawkeye pretended not to know what BJ was talking about.
'Izzy,' BJ said.
'I like her, that's all. Not in that way, of course,' Hawkeye added hastily.
'I know,' BJ reassured his tent mate. 'But you know what war is like. She could be blinded by a bit of shrapnel, or have to have her leg amputated because of an infected wound.'
'Assuming she has to come back from an injury,' Hawkeye said.
'She may not come back at all,' BJ said.
'So you think she'll probably be shot out of the sky, like Henry?' Hawkeye said angrily.
'I never said that, you know I didn't,' BJ said, lifting his hands up to show he didn't mean anything. 'All I'm saying is that you shouldn't get to close to anyone here, because something could happen. Like Trapper being sent home.'
'Sorry, BJ,' Hawkeye said. 'I guess I overreacted. We should have some fun with Izzy before she goes home, get her to help us with a prank on the majors, or something.'
'Good idea,' BJ said, pouring himself a gin. 'Top up your martini?'
'Yes please.'
There was quiet for a few minutes.
'Let's try and get the Colonel to let her stay.'
'Hawkeye. . .'
'Yeah?'
'I tried. He refused, and it's for Izzy's own good.'
'Come on, BJ!' Hawkeye got up from his cot.
'No,' the other man replied. Hawkeye sighed.
'I know, it's stupid. But I don't think she should have to go if she doesn't want.'
'It's ok, Hawk. She'll be fine. Safe. Happy. Probably won't even remember us,' BJ said soothingly.
'I'm going to sleep,' Hawkeye said, laying back down on the cot after putting his glass beside the Still. He turned the light off and rolled over so he was facing the canvas wall.
'Good night, Hawkeye,' BJ said. Hawkeye just grunted. BJ got up and walking to his cot. He turned the light above his bed off and settled down to sleep.
As quietly as possible, Izzy got up and walked back to Post op.