Lee was on her feet almost the moment the doors opened, coming to attention alongside her bunkmate - harsh as she seemed, she clearly had every bit of the discipline the Marines were known for - and bringing her arm up in a crisp salute. She didn't know this "Lee Da Jun" from Adam, as the Americans would say, but she recognised his rank insignia and that was enough; protocol said non-hostile foreign officers of equal or superior rank were to be saluted and given their due respect, and as... diverse a band as Echo Squad seemed so far, she was an officer of the Republic of Korea and wouldn't shame her homeland by letting discipline fail. Her posture was perfect, her uniform smoothed down, her eyes on Captain Lee with only the briefest look to acknowledge the sergeant glaring daggers at her, and the only word from her was a polite "Sir!", as much to remind the rest of the squad there was a senior officer present as anything else.

It was unfortunate, then, that not all her fellows were similarly inclined. Most stood by their bunks, but then there was the Englishman from the elevator, back to babbling half to himself before he turned on the newcomers. It took quite a bit of her trained discipline not to give him both barrels for breaking ranks, as well as the reminder that the mangled sergeant over there was probably about to beat her to the punch - yeah, she'd seen his type among the regular grunts back home, even a couple in the 707th. With sergeants in the ROK Army you tended to get bored conscripts trying to ride out the end of their mandatory service, bullies who revelled in the military hierarchy and the chance to throw their weight around when given the excuse, and now and then the rare dependable NCO who was made of rock and actually cared about his job - though she'd been out of most crosshairs due to her commission, she'd still seen how sniffing out the second type became a survival mechanism among the men.

Still, as long as nobody got hurt maybe letting that steam come out would be for the best. Really, whose brilliant idea was it to send a half-mad [i]civilian[/i] to join the squad? She'd thought maybe he was SAS during the elevator ride, but this nonsense? How would he be anything but a danger to the team? Even Katana Boy over there was managing to show some respect and consideration for the unit. What was next, the vehicles in that hangar turned out to be made of cardboard?

The air went still as the seconds grew longer, and Lee Hyun-seong waited for the other shoe to drop.