Chase didn't get to have his hand run all the way through his hair what with finding a sharp knife not to far off from his head. That, and his eyes had widened with the realization of the knife almost killing him and the punching bag bursting under the strength of his captain's punch. Whoa. Shit. I can't even pack a punch like that, he thought before he'd finally relaxed - though just a tad - and blinked.

Didn't he make a...

No, he couldn't have. Chase never was the type to make a noise, not even at home. It came with the years of having to observe his old man while he did his deals at home, in his home office, or if he came to visit his father. He couldn't just suddenly 'make a noise'. That'd sound like thumping to him or maybe even worst, he'd be stomping with his every step. That's just absurd.

When the other had suddenly said those words, he took on the option of taking an early shower and was just about to go leave when his hand had grasped tightly at something in his hand. Clothes. One he remembered he'd brought from the room and from Odin's bed. He hung the said clothes on the knife and gave his captain a firm salute right after saying, "See you later then, captain, and thank you." His boots weren't making any sound when he left, yet again. The first place Chase headed for was the showers before the reveille.

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Owens wasn't sure if Max was trying to flatter him or insult the platoons under Odin and the other captains' care but he didn't give it much thought and simply smiled in amusement as he made his way to his room. He was used to sleeping for just a few hours or a couple of minutes. It wasn't like this'd be his first time. After all, when one joins the military, the lack of sleep's always a part of the routine.

That, and he had to see Chase do the obstacle course, too. He can't miss the newbie's first day in the military, after all, even if he had to watch him from afar through the hidden cameras set-up in the whole base.