"Augmented? Fourteen. Deployed? Same year. The Covenant had just glassed Harvest."
The words come out flat, no emotion. He's held these things to his chest and rationalized them for so long that he's numb to them now. There's nothing anyone can say or feel about those facts that will change what happened, least of all the Chief. That war was his entire life, and everything that shaped him into what he had to be to end it was worth its price in his blood.
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He can't remember it. Not really.
"Augmented? Fourteen. Deployed? Same year. The Covenant had just glassed Harvest."
The words come out flat, no emotion. He's held these things to his chest and rationalized them for so long that he's numb to them now. There's nothing anyone can say or feel about those facts that will change what happened, least of all the Chief. That war was his entire life, and everything that shaped him into what he had to be to end it was worth its price in his blood.