Do I look like a soldier? [ He won't ask if she thinks he's seen war, because, well. Look at him. The scar says enough that he's seen something. For being a painfully normal person, Silco, at least, has seen a lot more than he lets on.

But he waved a hand. Anyway!! ]

I would not say that this amuses me, no. In fact, it annoys me. [ His jaw tight. ]

You're correct, most are not suited to be here. I'm hardly suited to be here. I have no interest in support, no interest in fighting for these people. [ Silco is ill-equipped to be here, truly. ] Putting me here is the same as bringing along the local civilians. So I do not understand why they do not simply do that. They are as capable as I am.

[ To be fair, Silco has been in a war. He has fought. A lot harder than people here really realize. He's boasted about slaying a god, but does anyone really understand what he was willing to do, to do that? Most don't. Hell, even as a Zaunite, Silco was more capable. He obfuscated it to make his point. He said these things because it made him feel righteous. Correct. ]

So then waht is the point of the pagentry of shipping us about the world like this? Other than to fire into the ether to pull out the few that are worthwhile? Then why bring people like me along?

[ Asks Silco, the guy who keep obnoxiously getting some form of recognition. Teamwork makes the dream work baby ]