Everything always defines the future of the world, doesn't it? These are old and bitter people, I think. Those are what usually keep wars going.

[He sounds disappointed, on one hand believing her and on one hand not. Maybe a combination of the two. Wars can go on that long, hate can last generations. It can blind the young, because all they see is through the eyes of the old. There might be ways to fix it- he's always believed there's a way to fix any conflict. But he also knows there is no initiative to get away from it when it's an old war. Hate is too easy, compromises too much effort. A quick fix solves all, and better for soldiers to understand.]

[The war has turned him int a bit of a cynical asshole.]

[Working for money has always made more sense to him, because he knew how stupid he was to believe what he was told when he was younger. Maybe it is true that everything depends on it.]

I know that I am not a good person to decide the fate of my world. And as far as I know? Neither is anyone here. But I will do what I can to keep it going. [He sheaths the knife. After she went through the trouble of protecting his knife, he needs to assure her that much.] That much I do believe in.