[His answer is simple but steady, some of his energy disappearing once more as his shoulders sink.]
How could I? There are no guarantees. No promises of a better future that can be trusted. We fight, and we fight... and then we leave our children a never ending battle.
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[His answer is simple but steady, some of his energy disappearing once more as his shoulders sink.]
How could I? There are no guarantees. No promises of a better future that can be trusted. We fight, and we fight... and then we leave our children a never ending battle.