Feuilly laughs. "Ah--I was wondering what you thought of him. Well, you asked first, fair enough. He seemed--honest. Candid. Definitely more fond of soldiers than scholars--or tradesmen. But we were able to talk some." He laughs again. "I left feeling like it was a bit of work not to get into a fight. But it might have been worth it, to be on good terms? He seemed like someone who cared that he was fighting in a good cause, even if--well--he might not be the best fellow at reasoning it out. Do you know if he's--if he's dead? I couldn't tell if he knew."
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