He'd flopped backwards, head cushioned in the high collar of his flak jacket to sun his face in the dull afternoon light. At the voice of his short-term boss, he immediately - if a little lethargically - sat up to greet her; respectfully nodding and raising his hand in a meager wave.

"Ah, hardly hiding," he smiled. Everyone seemed to be assuming that of him lately, was he giving a standoffish impression? "Simply reacquainting myself with the atmosphere here. It's been a while."