I... I guess. [Luke nestles further into the jacket he's been given, until the tops of his ears are just barely visible above the collar.] Why do they want to destroy everything?
[It's not like they had a choice, being drafted into this war. Maybe the others don't have a choice, either.
He remembers the replicas forced to go into battle. Sometimes they were replica soldiers, wearing full mail and plate and having no idea what they were doing. Sometimes there were real soldiers. It all hurt the same. Luke has some qualities in common with monsters, but that's...
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[It's not like they had a choice, being drafted into this war. Maybe the others don't have a choice, either.
He remembers the replicas forced to go into battle. Sometimes they were replica soldiers, wearing full mail and plate and having no idea what they were doing. Sometimes there were real soldiers. It all hurt the same. Luke has some qualities in common with monsters, but that's...
There has to be another way. Right?]