"I'm pretty sure that being a dickhead is a requirement for being a sergeant," Grif replied, shrugging. Most of his interaction with officers had been them yelling at him. He refused to consider that he'd deserved most of it.

"The aliens wanted to blow us up, and they had bigger and nastier guns so we had to blow them up first. Good news is it worked out. Bad news? I guess we decided to start shooting each other again instead."