Don't worry, she says, humanity won. All he can think about is the leagues a war that long would populate with bodies. The miracle of anyone living through it at all. He wanted to help, to serve, to fight, and thanks to this place has the promise of a war that ends in two years, the hope for a life that goes on after it.

Two years in the face of twenty-eight. Longer than he's even been alive.

He lifts his hand and salutes, standing at attention again. "It's an honor, Dr. Halsey."