"I'm not." And for a moment, his eyes were tired. "There are things about missions... the missions we go to, which you don't want to know beforehand. Or it would impair your ability to act. They'll chase away your focus during training, leech away sleep, and question things." He shook his head. "Don't ask me to try to give you that before it's time, Natalia." And his voice went soft, nearly helpless. "Please."

Let yourself keep your innocence that way a little loner. Don't let me steal that from you when they aren't making you surrender it yet.

WHY were the thoughts like that settling in his mind? He knew the cause he was fighting for, the cause that was just, real, fair. And those lives he had taken were saving the lives of many more.

Weren't they?