"Couple of 'em." John admits softly as he watches the newly christened Sam get pecked at by Co and just ignore it, continuing to gently try to preen her ruffled feathers.

"My CO's name was Samuel Trautman." he goes on, shuffling forward to lean over and offer Sam his hand. Sam pauses his preening to gently peck John's fingers, then goes back to Co. "He was the one that recruited me to Special Forces. Lot like my Sam--dry humor, kinda quiet, steady as a fuckin' rock. Think they'd like each other."