She was in the process of putting the rest back when Cassie made that remark. She paused and turned to face her. "You know...I could make a joke about that, but..knowing the men we work with, I think they might just agree with you."

Soldiers put up with a lot, and of course they wouldn't complain to her face, but she'd served long enough and could recall the same grumblings when she was a junior officer. Spend enough time with the same group, working and sweating together, and barely have time for a hot shower-and anything to do with hygiene and 'self-care' becomes worth its weight in gold.

She held out the bag. "Take your pick."