Tyrone waited for the flirtatious conversation before him to finish and tried to act as though he wasn't hearing a blatant violation of protocol. He knew better than to question a superior, especially one who's trying to get laid. Fucking around was has always been the number one reason for protocol violation after all, at least in his experience. Tyrone didn't have time for such things if he wanted to go above and beyond, he'd rather focus on the mission at hand.

When the imposing officer finally turned to meet his gaze, he managed to maintain strong eye contact despite the surprising harshness of his stare. He would have been put off by his sudden change in tone if not for the fact that being treated as subhuman was par the course for someone of his rank. Despite this, of all of the icy stares and callous greetings Tyrone has gotten, this one certainly put him off the most. He straightened his posture and barked out

"Tyrone Harvey sir, Private First Class..."

[i]At least he can get serious if he has to... even if it means being an asshole.[/i]

He wanted to say more, but knew better than to speak before spoken to with this guy's type.