"To me it seems like you're putting your life on a line for someone that doesn't understand the value of a life. If he did then he'd have reached out to you by now and tried to contact you at the very least. The lack of either really worries me," he said as he watched her. "Are you sure he's a friend."
It was an honest question. From where he was sitting he wasn't sure he could say the man was. What kind of man would allow a noncombatant so close to the fire zone knowing that they couldn't fight at all. True it was unmoral to kill a noncombatant but very few ever cared for morals on this battlefield where the girl had gone. It was dangerous there. A test of wills and who would crack first. Did she understand this? Did she know what was at stake on the battle field that she so willingly went to yet never having fought herself. Did she know the value of a life?
He was curious...
It was an honest question. From where he was sitting he wasn't sure he could say the man was. What kind of man would allow a noncombatant so close to the fire zone knowing that they couldn't fight at all. True it was unmoral to kill a noncombatant but very few ever cared for morals on this battlefield where the girl had gone. It was dangerous there. A test of wills and who would crack first. Did she understand this? Did she know what was at stake on the battle field that she so willingly went to yet never having fought herself. Did she know the value of a life?
He was curious...
