That...really? You talk during it? [Koby, you might as well hang a big neon "virgin" sign over your head. He seems genuinely bewildered, though, hugging his knees a little tighter.]

...is that bad? [He knows nothing, Iggy. Nothing whatsoever. Clearly; he enlisted because he thought the military was basically good.

Koby's shoulders slump a bit, chin resting on his knees.] It seemed like the better option. It's that or be a pirate, where I'm from, and I didn't want to be a pirate.