"Mm..."

Shu's sigh is directed less at Ilphyl and more at the world in general. For a time, she continues to cut away at the grain, the rhythmic sound of the slicing sickle keeping time for her thoughts.

"I have never been involved in a combat operation at this scale. I fear that might be true for many of us. If we had a commander of some sort -- but the Corsairs have a decentralized leadership, necessarily."