Yep,” Will says, shifting his grip on his helmet. “Not qualified for much else, around here.” He offers a sarcastic little salute by way of explanation. He can believe that Tom's not ex-military – he doesn't really carry himself like a soldier – but he's had some kind of training, somewhere, and he used it to save his egghead friend instead of just himself. So that's something. What, Will isn't sure yet.