If there ever was a time that Hazard was ever anything besides happy, it was when Cynthia went into her drill sergeant mode. The commanding tone, like she had some kind of rank to pull over him, it reminded him too much of how his parents were, and that left a bad taste in his mouth. Of course he enjoyed Cynthia, he wouldnt trade her for the world, but some things in his own personal life just couldnt be helped. Unlike the two who backed off, he stood his ground, a defiant habit that had formed from the numerous arguments he had with his parents in the past.

"So sorry, drill sergeant, didnt realize we were playing a war game. I'll just head back to my post" he said, putting emphasis on the words drill sergeant, shouldering his rifle and walking past her, not acknowledging her should she call back to him. It would only take a few short minutes before he was back to his joking self, but for now he held a bit of a scowl as he went to the mouth of the cave, sitting down and leaning against the cave side. He never liked acting this way, he knew Cynthia wasnt trying to be anything over him... it was hard to explain. For the first time in his life, Hazard had gotten to do what he wanted to do when he wanted to do it... the thought of losing that... well, lets just say he didnt take kindly to the thought.