[ And it is one, a great victory that! Soothing hurts, distracting from what weighs on his shoulders and returning clarity to his outlook, all in the span of a brief conversation. This freshly kindled fire of gratitude will never fade, it's flame will never burn out. ]

It sounds like a fair trade, I too have plenty that I will gladly share.

[ He pauses then, a moment of silence stretching on, until he speaks again. ]

Be safe, while the battling lasts. I should hope you are not forced to partake in it...

[ And yet he has little hope for it, so many young ones he knows have been pulled into it. It's horrible. ]