Yeah, well. [ As if searching for a counterpoint, finding none, and just kind of reluctantly moving on. He appreciates the compliment, really. ] Thanks. I'm trying not to do too much.
[ Still not setting Miles down, though he shifts his arm slightly to make sure he's more secure. Still getting more distance between them and the mess tent, turning around to look at the, well, mess of things. He shakes his head slightly, an obvious distaste in his expression. There's always some dissent in the ranks, that's unavoidable, but letting it get to this point kind of goes against everything he thinks an army should be. ]
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[ Still not setting Miles down, though he shifts his arm slightly to make sure he's more secure. Still getting more distance between them and the mess tent, turning around to look at the, well, mess of things. He shakes his head slightly, an obvious distaste in his expression. There's always some dissent in the ranks, that's unavoidable, but letting it get to this point kind of goes against everything he thinks an army should be. ]