"I was about..." He looks up and counts off on his fingers. "Fourteen to fifteen, yeah." His teenager years are a bit of a blur. Not good but not all bad. It all looks different with what he knows now and he's not dwelling on that thought. Galo locks his hands behind his head and laughs. "It was part of a summer camp program."

Another thought he needs to just shut off behind a door. He drops his hands and pushes the stakes halfway into their places, looping the rope through and tossing it over the tent. "We were in groups of three to four. I was a small guy for a while then I caught up to everyone else and surpassed them." He grins at the memory.

"I'm twenty two. My partner...I dunno but we're probably about the same age."