[The discovery that yet another alien enemy race is presumably human-like drives Asagi to reflection. He's looking at the bonsai tree in his room, which seems to be growing fairly well.]

...The Wulgaru use an army of obedient clones to fight. These clones don't even have the will to refuse; they can only fight, and die when they're no longer needed. The Balmarians are similar; they want humans to be their soldiers. They want someone other to fight for them.

[A pause. He draws parallels to his own situation.]

...Are they really that different from humans?
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"God those Mercs suck." Dido mutters. "They've got like, no honor."

She looks at Asagi curiously. "So what are you going to do? About all this moral quandary stuff?"
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"Plus, you're not the type to abandon your friends in the thick of things." Dido muses. "Especially Izuru."

She laces her fingers behind her head. "If you want my two cents of advice? Start building a life for yourself behind the Unity Group and MJP? Get some hobbies, makes some friends, take a correspondence course...expand your identity so that you're more than just a soldier. So that you'll have a life beyond MJP, when the Wulgar war ends."
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