She takes another drink of her tea looking over the cup at him smiling gently as she shakes her head. He doesn't need to worry about getting weird around her, she's said enough weird things after she'd gotten out of the Red Room and she hadn't event been mind controlled.

"One I don't think the United States has drafted anyone since Vietnam. Two you're absolutely too old, and well three is just that you don't have to worry about it, James. I've been there, hell, some of the guys still say I'm weird about things."

It's a simpler explanation then what she'd like to give but they're just starting to talk to each other, and sometimes it's easier like that.

"What is it you normally get up to when you have guests anyways?"