As expected, Claude seemed uncomfortable with Rita's request. She knew she was asking him to describe something he'd rather forget... but she wasn't going to back down on that. Rita needed all the information she could get her hands on.

The military uniform was kind of a problem. While Rita was dying to see that crest for herself, she couldn't insist on something that simply couldn't be done. "I guess there's no choice, so... all right. We'll leave that for another day."

Since he'd agreed, Rita's pen began to move, and she started writing the promised explanation. "I'm listening," she told Claude, though it may have looked like she wasn't. Her eyes were on her writing, though her ears were focused on what Claude was about to tell her.