[center][h1][color=686F91]Harry Walsh[/color][/h1]
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Harry remained silent for the rest of the drive, glancing out the window from time to time as they moved through the streets, lingering on the thoughts of Aziza's outburst. He was curious, even eager to know what it was pertaining to, but he was certainly not about to start pushing her for anything, the last thing he needed or wanted to be right then was a nuisance. Besides, he knew that was a conversation best had in private anyway. It could wait, whether it was a discussion for later that evening or another day entirely, he was content to wait, at least for now.

Feeling as the car pulled to a halt, Harry took a moment or two to peer out the window at the barracks yet again before he hopped out of the car along with the others. Adjusting his jacket for a moment, he turned to help Aziza out of the car gently, standing with her as he turned to listen to the Lord Major. None of what he was saying was particularly new to Harry, he'd once been in the Corporal's shoes, that is to say, the less obnoxious one's. The search was of little concern to him, nor all the protocol that they were going to be stuck through. He couldn't help but smile softly as the Lord Major spoke in fact, the protocol was almost a breath of fresh air, one of the bits of his service that, although he didn't exactly miss it, it wasn't a nightmare.