She catches the billfold with a surprised smile. She hadn't expected such easy access to something to complete the picture, but her curiosity isn't going to let her get away without looking. She studies the picture for a moment, before looking back at him and his current mop of hair. She's actually not sure which one she likes better, though she is grateful that at least he's not sporting the same kind of expression. She glances down again, her finger brushing the faint scars in the picture before she looks back at him a second time. This time she can see the tiny hearing aid nestled in his ear. Same side as the scars in the picture. He's not hiding it, but she didn't notice it until now.

She bites her lip to stop from chuckling as he digs himself deeper and deeper. Though she also makes no move to put him out of his misery as he keeps going. Maybe it's the small patch of color she can just make out against the line of his jaw as he faces the wall. Or maybe it's the pained sound of his voice as he can't seem to stop himself. Either way, she lets him ride it out, flipping his wallet closed and setting it on the bed.

"Thanks," she says easily, smiling in his direction even if he isn't looking at her. "I take pride in talking good." There's a slight hint of a tease there, but it's a gentle one.

Her eyes move to his hearing aid. "Why did you end up leaving the Army? If you don't mind me asking."