[Grizzly Wear]

"Holy ****, kid--!" Adir blinks and shakes his head as though having to clear it. No laughing now. "Who the hell's shooting and stabbing at you? I'm about to go kick their ass. I don't care what your people think, that's a... that's..." What was he saying? He was younger than that the first time he went hunting, and Frescot hunts don't play around. And then there was...

"I ran with some guys for a while... a soldier-for-hire thing. There were kids almost as young as you there. They... well, they always ended up wanting to just go home." Or worse, they didn't. Some of them end up like Adir, unable to imagine a life without violence. It becomes the first tool you reach for, and the last one you'll ever use. "I'm saying you've got the right idea about taking your time. If you wanna be all heroic, fine, but... impress some girls first."