She glanced up, serious herself, and saw the look on his face. She gave a small nod, looking away again, down to her plate. She poked at a bit of food there. For her the war was over anyhow. No longer a General. No longer trying to help troops stay alive and help free innocent people.

She didn't know what to say either, and silence lapsed over them for a moment, before she cleared her throat. "So... it seems like you've come from hard times as well. Or have, at least dealt with them. I ah, noticed your weapon. You're a fighter as well?"