"I would not like it if someone told me now that I could not fight," he admitted with a shrug of his shoulder and he was too conscious of his movements in this body. "But we are men and we believe that we fight for what we hold dear. Our mothers, wives and daughters are precious and we would not like to see them tainted by the blood that sticks to our hands. Perhaps it is foolish to think in such a manner, but it is not a malicious thought that drives us."

Look, she had to ask.