Niles sauntered in, sat the offered chair and crossed his legs. He was no longer in E-Rep uniform; here, his affiliation, his rank didn't matter. So instead he wore his civilian clothes, black trousers, waistcoat, jacket, and still the black gloves.

"Maybe not as exciting as being dropped in the middle of a war zone on day one, but I'm certainly not going to complain about that. Sometimes there's such a thing as too much thrill."