Todd Crispin arrived at Euro-Com right on schedule, March 1st, 0600. Captains Johnson, Beckett, and Sewter were on a rotating schedule. By this point, he was the least experienced officer.
He entered the soldiers' living quarters and dropped off his things. Johnson found him as he finished unpacking. "Captain."
"Karyn," she corrected. "We're off-duty." Crispin smiled, remembering her face when she thought the Gray was going to kill him in UFO-3. She liked him. "You look different. Same confidence, but less a soldier. More emotional."
"Thanks." Crispin found a baseball in his trunk. He tossed it to Johnson, who looked at the ball she caught. "I picked up some hobbies. You should, too."
She turned the ball over in her hand. "That's a strange thing to say."
"I'll explain later." Crispin retrieved the ball and began tossing it in the air. He checked his watch: 0647. "Daily briefing in about ten minutes." Crispin grabbed his command jacket and slipped it on. Johnson looked at him funny. "Let's go."