His expression gained a hint of amusement, were all of the people in the military so uptight about names and ranks? Both hands rose, tucking behind his head comfortably. “Has he always been so…” Netto’s voice trailed, ‘stuffy’ likely wouldn’t be the best way to describe someone’s commanding officer to their face. “…Such a stickler for the rules? When I first met him, he wasn’t too fond of the way net saviors in Japan did things.” Trying to brighten his mood back to normal, the brunet shifted his weight slightly to one side. “But yeah, I know what you mean. Until I heard about you, I wasn’t sure Laika had many other friends back home.”