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Gill: Karti. Karti: Yes, Sir Gill. Gill: I wanted to reaffirm your willingness to fight. Karti: By what do you mean? Gill: I raised you. I can sense hesitation. Karti: There is no hesitation. Gill: If you want to talk about it- Karti: I do not hesitate. I finish my opponents promptly and with precision. Gill: But- Karti: I will dismiss myself. Gill: Hmm. B Gill: Karti. Karti: Yes, Sir Gill. Gill: I wanted to reaffirm- Karti: I don't want to talk about this. I told you, there is no hesitation. Gill: You are lying to me. You never lie to me. Karti: I am not lying. Gill: Karti, tell me what is bothering you. Karti: It is nothing at all. I will be fine after some more time to myself. Gill: But when you keep things to yourself, you boil in it. You never get better by sitting in your frustration. What is going on? Karti: It is nothing. And as your comrade, I'm going to politely request that you cease your persistence. Gill: And as your superior and your- your friend, I'm going to have to ask you to stop hiding things from me. Karti: Are you going to order me? Gill: That isn't what I meant at all. Karti: Just stop prying. A Karti: Sir Gill. Gill: Karti! Oh, um, I mean, good day, miss Karti. Karti: I know you have been... concerned over my well-being. I apologize. Gill: So what is the issue? Karti: It is not an issue. It is a practice. Gill: Elaborate, please. Karti: I refuse to become a heartless murderer. My distance from my targets makes it easy for me to forget we're at war, because I don't see the life of my target leave their eyes, I can't imagine how fearful a novice feels after they kill. So I think before I fire each arrow. I think of the person I am about to dispatch. I think of their family, their friends, their allies and their loyalties. And then I shoot. Gill: So it wasn't hesitation. Karti: No. It is merely a flicker of my humanity speaking to me before I toss it aside and become the silver sniper everyone expects to see. Gill: That is... quite noble. Karti: It is not nobleness. It is decency, with which I will never part. Gill: I am glad you are not in distress. Karti: I am in distress. But I should be. All of us should be. War makes distress a necessity. Without distress, we become mechanical and cold. I won't let that happen. Now, may I be dismissed? Gill: You may, Karti.
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