I let Rufus into my small home, and he sat down. "So, what is war like?" He asks straight away. "It is probably the saddest thing you'll ever get through. But you must not show it." I say. Rufus cocked his head at me. "Why?" He asked. "Because they'll target you first. I learnt that firsthand. One of the sergeants started crying, and the other team shot him for being weak. I learnt that day to not show emotions on the battlefield. That's number 1."
Rufus looked at me. "They shot him for crying?" He asked me. "That isn't fair! They were the ones who made him cry in the first place!" He said. I look at him. "Rufus, come with me. I need to show you something."
Rufus looked at me. "They shot him for crying?" He asked me. "That isn't fair! They were the ones who made him cry in the first place!" He said. I look at him. "Rufus, come with me. I need to show you something."