[ Quietly, Carver wonders what would change if Harold knew exactly what the orders had been in Korengal. If he knew what the Reapers had done after, when they formed their line and took their orders away from the Army's shield. The job never changed. Neither, in the end, did most of the people they took the orders from.
He'd believed in the propaganda once, or he'd wanted to. It didn't survive first contact with the enemy. But he still pulled the trigger. He still took the knife. You don't walk that back. ]
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He'd believed in the propaganda once, or he'd wanted to. It didn't survive first contact with the enemy. But he still pulled the trigger. He still took the knife. You don't walk that back. ]
You still believe in people, though.
[ Carver tilts his head. ]
I don't know if I can do that anymore.