James could feel the child's silent sobs behind him, the heaves adding just a little bit of pressure with each one. He didn't blame the kid, as tears ran down his own face. The general was a good man, the kind of man who was more than capable of helping guide humanity down a path to recover the lands beyond the walls if he'd really set his mind to it. A man who James had looked up to, because he was kind, and honest, and...and...the trail of thought got lost as the wall came ever closer, forcing the tearful James to prepare to ascend. he hoped that Ryan was going to be alright, with only one tank. Vernon came to mind as he considered this and he realized Ryan was in the same position Vernon had been in. He couldn't let Ryan get killed too. [i]No more kind souls die today.[/i] Watching Ryan as best he could and trying to calm the kid, he kept the pace, making sure to watch for titans.