I had a man in my unit/group/?, must've been in his 30s at the very youngest. He was fit enough to do everything asked of him, still well within their age range and all that, but I was still very obviously young in his eyes. And I don't even remember our circumstances. I can't even remember if he was really my rank or slightly above me in some way?? I was automatically polite to those older than me anyways, so it's hard to tell. There were many, many men my age, of course, but I must've stood out or something because the short time we were together or around one another, he seemed to like me especially. Maybe he kind of understood I needed it - the occasional praise, actual conversations, treating me somewhat like an equal. He'd play cards with me, talk to me when we had the time, he'd give me subtle pats on the shoulder.
And just like everyone else who I did not see the corpse of, I never found out what happened to him.
