He's an engineer, the best one on our side of the Atlantic. [Er. He's starting to think that won't mean anything to her.] Yes, he's the best.
[He scratches the back of his neck, feeling a little awkward in the face of someone with that kind of responsibility. He's just a soldier.] So, you don't have any idea how we got here either? What were you-- [VAGUE GESTURES before he eases one of the doors open cautiously and peers inside. It's like the room he came from, but empty.] What were you fighting, back home?
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[He scratches the back of his neck, feeling a little awkward in the face of someone with that kind of responsibility. He's just a soldier.] So, you don't have any idea how we got here either? What were you-- [VAGUE GESTURES before he eases one of the doors open cautiously and peers inside. It's like the room he came from, but empty.] What were you fighting, back home?