[Pratt nods, that settles it. They'll do what they must for survival. Not everyone will make it, but there's nothing to be done about that - some are weak and some are strong and those that survive will be better for it.
He gives Maine a parting pat on the shoulder, turning to go walk out into the tundra. There's some planning to do - how can he improve the range to give everyone at least a base level of knowledge so he's not setting them up for slaughter. If he can get more people trained he can minimize casualties - and that might make him feel slightly better about everything than the resigned horror that's become his normal outlook on life.
no subject
He gives Maine a parting pat on the shoulder, turning to go walk out into the tundra. There's some planning to do - how can he improve the range to give everyone at least a base level of knowledge so he's not setting them up for slaughter. If he can get more people trained he can minimize casualties - and that might make him feel slightly better about everything than the resigned horror that's become his normal outlook on life.
Train. Hunt. Kill.
Sacrifice.]