[He colors a little, unused to any of the attention given to the others of the expedition. He was not a key player there, nor was he anything more than the Captain's steward. History will not remember him, remember the man who had been named Lieutenant in the field in a moment of necessity. He will go down on the muster roll in his Captain's hand.

But he's never been the sort to care about glory. He cares about people, especially the people he cared about.]

Warm fires, plenty of shelter and game, clever company - the circumstances are much better here than what was left. There are several of us here now.