[At that, Oscar purses his lips. It's... well, Vakama isn't entirely wrong on some fronts, but he also isn't quite right, either. There's a singular sort of courage (if it can be called that) born from the belief that one's only value lies in their ability to protect others, and an equal feeling of guilt and worthlessness when they fail.

A feeling that may have spawned this very party, in fact.]

Can't really be thinkin' about yourself or your dreams on the battlefield, not when there are people around you whose backs you need to watch. But... I guess you aren't wrong about the choosin' to do what needs to be done part. After a while you just sorta start to do it without really thinkin' about it, which is why it doesn't really feel like courage or bravery or anythin' like that. It's just somethin' you do.