That is how combat is, though, isn't it? Even when you go in fighting to survive, you know that there is a chance of you dying for the whole. [She clasped her hands together, then unclasped them once more.]

I just... wish I could do something useful, is all. And if what I was talking about at the meeting was successful, but only at the cost of my own life... Wouldn't that be a good thing, at the end of the day?