I'll have to elect not to, unfortunately. I've already sinned enough when my country sent me to help perform a genocide.

I don't intend to help with another.

[He pushes up on his glasses, considering her for a moment.]

I suppose if you're on the battlefield at all, we might just have to cross paths.

Perhaps you'll fall into more hospitable enemy hands.

[He hopes either way, you get out in one piece, whichever side you choose.]