"War never changes," and that was that. Pain came with the territory, even in personal wars for the truth.

"Alright."

Just a while longer, and then there was of course meaning that hand wouldn't be resting there at his side with the guy getting back to work. Was noticing that each touch wasn't feeling as intense as it had earlier, was something on more bearable levels that he could ignore—

Ah. Right.

He was quiet for only a deeper breath, "Media back in my world calls me Soldier: 76. So, either Soldier or 76 will probably work well enough."

Definitely not a real name, or a name at all.