We fight to reclaim what is lost, but only because we're told to. It is all I've ever know, and all I wish to know...

With all due respect, your standing in the barracks is already low as it is. I am your only way out of this hole you dug yourself. Do you think scrapping me will solve anything? [A short silence lingers after the question] Well then? Go ahead. Give the order and we’ll see where you stand after all is said and done. I may be dead, but you'll be sealing your own coffin.

[Slow crack of sadness begins to show] I've seen so many of the same faces come and go. All familiar yet different in how they carry themselves. I never knew their names... but their dreams... aspirations.... stories... I remember every single one...