"You should know by now I make no exceptions. He'll learn to pull his weight and if he thinks he'll get treated with silk gloves just because his pops has a fat enough wallet to feed him with a silver spoon then he's got another thing coming. If he can't keep up he'll be of no use. Let's see him survive his first day tomorrow. It's obstacle day tomorrow so we'll get to see what wood he's made of then." Odin said. It was the cold hard truth. Odin taught the recruits as he was taught since he was old enough to walk on two feet and hold a gun. No one ever went easy on him just because he was a child at the time.
"Oh right message from number 2 next time bring a present to the party." Odin said. Another seemingly harmless joke of which the message was that Max wanted to be resupplied with more junk. The insomniac mechanic was easily bored and especially Owens knew that a bored Max was a danger to the entire base despite his pranks being harmless.
"I suggest you bring it. We don't want number 2 to be disappointed." Odin said his voice promising much trouble for his superior if Max were to go on another prank spree. Yes Odin had not been happy to find his hair dyed pink one day, though the prank Max had pulled on Owens in his night time boredom without further machines in need of maintenance or repairs had been most amusing; for Odin, not for Owens.
"Come on your highness I'll show you your suite." Odin said pushing away from the door not waiting to find out if Chase followed him.