He thought about that for a moment. Wasn't that what they were doing in the end, trying to stop their world destroying itself with warfare and division? Even if their own all too human reasons kept getting in the way. "Where I'm from..." he began hesitantly, because she seemed very young and he didn't know her so well, but she was older than he had been when he'd become a killer. He sighed, leaning his head back against the seat.

"Where I'm from, I work for an organisation attempting to bring an end to war before humans destroy themselves. Even to save a universe, I think I would fight to the last breath. I cannot imagine going quietly or willingly. I'd try to drag every last one of them down with me at least."