He could have asked more, pried a little more. Only he figured that was just a good way to get himself a ticket to the shrink's office. Honestly, he'd probably be lucky if that was all. If the VA/Navy caught wind, they'd probably insist on putting him in a hospital.

"Sucks," Ty said, before taking a deep breath and smiling a little. "So...what's for dinner?" Maybe things would be less heavy if he just moved the conversation on to something else. Something more casual.

And he poured himself another drink, before offering more to Elisha.