Ben read through them rapidly, many of the events familiar to him already, when she finishes with her final statement about those who cannot defend themselves he takes off his glasses and stares at her, searching for something, a twitch, a single sign of self-doubt...
chuckling he shakes his head "So you say you want to fight the Chaos people live in every day, to defend those who cannot do it for themselves..." He asks while still chuckling. "Now we are getting somewhere, but not quite there yet...There is something else...I can feel it...But we shall...Revisit that..." The Libertonian comments, getting out of his seat, he walks towards the viewport on the far side of the room, showing the area relative to the Trotsky as he folds his hands behind his back. "Young Lady...Do you have experience in Combat?" he asks, but she could tell he wasn't finished. "Have you seen for yourself the fires of war, waged throughout Sirius?" he continues before chuckling "Well Child, let me tell you that I for one have...And let me tell you, the history books, the tales of glory and bravery, all of it is lies...There is no glory in dying, no beauty, it is what it is, a dark affair that we are charged with stopping, even if it means sacrifices...My question is this...What do you think of War?" he asks calmly, not giving away even a shred of emotion...
