"We don't have phones," he reminded her. "Or Internet. I could hunch over a telegraph and a mail drop in 2011 all day, but I'm not so important that people would go out of their way to hunt me down and ask for my words of wisdom. And even if they wanted to, it would take way too bloody long to have a conversation. I have to go there; this isn't some Arab spring where I can fire people up on Twitter."
"And," he added, "for what it's worth, this will likely be the only time. The first world war was vicious and I'll be almost 40. I'd be older yet for the second one, and that one actually was specifically about killing people like me. I don't want to die of dysentery in some camp. My sense of duty isn't so great that I'd parachute in just to fight either of those wars, and I don't plan to become some time-traveling hero. This fight, though ... this is mine."
"But yes," he admitted. "I understand why you're worried."
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Date: 2011-12-17 12:35 am (UTC)"And," he added, "for what it's worth, this will likely be the only time. The first world war was vicious and I'll be almost 40. I'd be older yet for the second one, and that one actually was specifically about killing people like me. I don't want to die of dysentery in some camp. My sense of duty isn't so great that I'd parachute in just to fight either of those wars, and I don't plan to become some time-traveling hero. This fight, though ... this is mine."
"But yes," he admitted. "I understand why you're worried."