"Sergeant, while I respect your intentions you and I both know that the Valkyrur didn't do us any favors; Kind of hard for a dead people to help anyone from beyond the grave. And I wouldn't be so quick to completely retire Bons from Lancer duty just yet... never know when you need another rocket firing after all." Andrew began earnestly. He meant no disrespect in the slightest, just stating his stance on the matter. It was amazing how merely making your stance on an issue known could attract fights but it was better to get it over and done with as soon as possible if it was going to happen.

Turning towards Corporal Celeste Stichler as she approached and introduced herself, Andrew offered the corporal a bow of his head in acknowledgement and a warm smile. "Oh, losing that title isn't all bad. Now the snipers have someone else to aim at. It's a pleasure to meet you Corporal Stichler and I look forwards to working with you. I saw/heard about your work during that training mission earlier on and you clearly have good aim... and a loud voice." There was a bit of a smirk at the end, but it was clearly good humored. Andrew couldn't help but hope that she didn't die.

Watching as a new transfer arrived, another Darcsen from the looks of it, Andrew nodded his head as they were all dismissed and given their assignments before they shipped out. As he walked away, Andrew's destination was clearly going to be the nearest stockpile of food he could get to. He had taken to heart the advice of his old corporal Jackrum (Surprisingly still alive, despite losing his left arm and both legs... And this was after losing his left eye in the last war. Apparently he was a quartermaster now somewhere) to 'fill his boots with soup. There are many means of dispatching an enemy without the use of guns or ammunition with enough creative thought and desperation, but an army that is starving can't do a damn thing except decide among themselves who's getting Steve's leg. Don't look at me like that, Steve wasn't using it anymore and it was good eating!'. 

Corporal Jackrum was insane, but damn if he didn't give good advice.