“Roman! Goddamn it, Roman! Get back here!”
Arthur darted a quick look around the crumbling wall that he was using as cover and jerked back when the second-rate brickwork job became dust under a steady spray of automatic fire.
He’d seen enough to know that the new communications specialist wasn’t a good fit for the squad.
For one thing, he thought he knew better than Arthur. For another, he thought he knew better than Arthur.
Perfect characterization? I think yes.