Reaching out to shake the offered hand, Jerry nods once, in clear understanding of what's gone unspoken. He'd have expected as much given the closeness in the time they come from, anyway. Rarely though he talks about the time he spent overseas, there's something almost refreshingly familiar about it. Most of the people here can't really understand any of that. It's something a person would have to live through, he imagines. "Jerry Wooters," he replies, "Sergeant, now, since joining the P.D. It's a pleasure."