"Some of it," she allows. Throwing it in his face was uncouth and unkind but he probably is going to die on a battlefield. That just happens, when it comes to that career. It can happen to even the best, and especially when they fundamentally fight alone without anyone to watch their backs.

"Yes, well, a fight. Not a murder or a maiming. This isn't where you're from, it's a heathen cult full of strange foreign ideas. The people in these walls aren't your enemy, even the rude ones, even the annoying ones. Even the ones who'll want to see you with a black eye, they don't have a killing intent towards people who aren't their enemy. And you can survive more punishment from these children than they can from you."

She's already planning how she can present the idea of semi-hiring him. Probably the Sister Priests are going to ask him some variation on this same thing.