"The war never ended at all, for some of us."

He isn't even sure it is the best idea to bring up, but without Poe here to risk making feeling slightly guilty over the differences in their pasts, it seemed the best time to mention what had been gnawing quietly at the back of his skull in this large, essentially empty place. Anyway, he had just sworn to die for Poe. Hard to find a bigger opening than that.

"And your son makes up a full half of my friends. Curious why you never drafted any kids into the compound yourself. You've got better food than the Order."