A beat of silence, as Voodoo rubs his bearded chin.

"Pa kicked it a few years back. Heart attack just after I deployed to the Philippines. My sister called me up as soon as we made port."

A quick, one-shouldered shrug. "Got fat, dumb, and happy living off his shipyard pension. What can I say?"

Another beat.

"Ma's with Jason, my brother. They're weathering it out at his hunting cabin."

A quick smile.

"He was a Green Beanie, so I gotta talk some shit about him, but - if anyone could make it through this, it'd be him."