[Glancing over, Steve watches Bucky finish his drink. Steve doesn't say anything, not about how Bucky seems right now. He knows his best friend well enough to not have to. Instead, he reaches over to refill Bucky's cup.
Drinks his own. Refills. Sighs.]
It's not the way I'd approach it, and I don't think any military strategist back home would either. [It's all about contingency plans, supplies, munitions, manoeuvring thousands of men to meet up with other men. It was bloody and cruel, and... not quite like this.
This isn't even like winter of '39, when troops just hung out at the demarcation lines waiting for something to happen, since here, no one's even at arms.]
Since this isn't... our world, I guess we can't expect them to do things the way that would make sense to us. Maybe there isn't another option for them but to wait? We're on a turtle... [He's making sense to himself, even if he's starting to ramble a bit.] How does this thing attack? Where does it live? Hide? It's more efficient to defend than to pursue, but are the Kedan even prepared? This city doesn't look like it.
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Drinks his own. Refills. Sighs.]
It's not the way I'd approach it, and I don't think any military strategist back home would either. [It's all about contingency plans, supplies, munitions, manoeuvring thousands of men to meet up with other men. It was bloody and cruel, and... not quite like this.
This isn't even like winter of '39, when troops just hung out at the demarcation lines waiting for something to happen, since here, no one's even at arms.]
Since this isn't... our world, I guess we can't expect them to do things the way that would make sense to us. Maybe there isn't another option for them but to wait? We're on a turtle... [He's making sense to himself, even if he's starting to ramble a bit.] How does this thing attack? Where does it live? Hide? It's more efficient to defend than to pursue, but are the Kedan even prepared? This city doesn't look like it.