A Kingdom of Iron Oxide

[Reeves]

He listened intently, through every line and word but eventually supplied a small but firm correction at the very end. "Our people." An important, and fundamental distinction in perspective. And apparently the entire point of why Attu had been brought here.

Despite the fact that Damien hadn't picked out anything to eat, one of the messhall's occupants still paid him the kindness of bringing a chilled glass of his usual soda to the table. Passing him by thereafter with a smile and gentle pat on the shoulder. No time was wasted in taking an initial sip of that sugary blue fizzy drink. But it was set aside soon after, at least for now. "This is Pittsburgh by the way. But humor me. Let's say fate in all its good grace sees us win our war tomorrow. And our circumstances change overnight. What then? What will you do?." The intent behind this question was vague, and this was starting to become a running theme.

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