How can anyone flying in combat...do anything but forge a bond with the other guys flying around in the same coffin with them?
You may eat in different messes...but if all goes to crap one day....you will be together in the pile of scrap metal.
No class differences there.
Course....while you are stretched out on yer bunk, those guys are cleaning weapons, maintaining the aircraft, standing guard, and other duties.
Give'em a break when you can.