"If war is necessary, then I will fight. There's no way I can turn my back to that truth. No matter how much I want sometimes to rest, and let others carry on...trying to convince myself that I've done enough. Is it ever enough though?"
New threats kept rising, and they could not be allowed to move on us, to disturb the sanctity of life and what scarce ideals remained in the House we lived in. As long as it was worth protecting, it would be protected.
"I don't have a bird anymore, Jane. They don't exactly allow me to fly around with military equipment on leisure trips...not anymore, at least. What do you have in mind?" I had to admit, I was curious.
Is it ever enough? Hartman let the question hang. They both knew the answer well enough. There was a reason she had returned to the uniform, and Lewis had hit that nail right on the head. It wasn't enough. It never was. But you forged ahead anyway, because you'd been going for so long that you'd forgotten any other way, almost forgotten why. Sometimes, you needed a reminder.
"Ain't a problem. We can use mine. Not military, but it'll do if your pride can stomach a trip in a Rhino. It's not a long flight, just out past Ames. We'll stop off on the way." She slid to her feet, scraping her chair back to its place, the sound almost lost in the growing volume of the bar's crowds. "You know me, Lewis. Not a big fan of hiding my cards, but 'reckon it's warranted in this case. Trust me, I wouldn't drag you out of a bar without a good reason."
I got up as well, leaving a credit slip for the few drinks we'd ordered. In all honesty, I'd be glad to be finally out of this place.
"I know I can trust you. Lead the way." I said it, knowing it to be completely true. Sometimes it was hard to trust people, especially after decades of experience with betrayal...but I think this was an exception.