"The whole department?" Damn. His brows go up appreciatively as he whistles long and low. "That shit's not easy."

Everything he's pulled he never really tried digging into UNSC systems because A) don't bite the hand that feeds you and B) when he was officially AWOL it was best to not attract attention, but damn. "Chicks and guys dig scars for different reasons. I mean there's the same 'ooh you're a badass' kinda vibe depending with hints of 'oh no he's vulnerable' and a dash of 'broken bird let me fix' depending on who's look'n at you."

His own hand is calloused, the shake equally firm. "Nice to meet you Parker. I guess my other name's Locksmith? Felt appropriate."