He let Ollie look at his foot, scowling a little bit at it as if he felt betrayed somehow. He also didn't know what 'letting' Ollie in was supposed to accomplish. "You're not worried I'll go on a mad killing spree on base after I finally snap?" He asked, snorting a little.

But he leaned back, looking at Ollie carefully. "I'm not very good," he said looking down, "I'm not very good at letting people in. It just seems pointless, and it never changes the outcome."