Keahi had either felt or noticed my discomfort. He attempted to lighten the tension. “I promise to not draw on you while you sleep. Although I would find it wildly entertaining to see how that temper of yours would react to find you had a mustache on your face the entire day without noticing.” I cracked a small smile, realizing it was the first one I had ever given him or anyone in a long time. This back and forth between us, although not always civil, made it easier. “You must be very resourceful in the art of war, General. I bet your soldiers sleep with one eye open.”
So he doesn’t always take himself so seriously.
