Caroline smothers her smug grin at Jeremiah's remark about the soldiers. It was nice to have at least one man not treat her like a delicate flower. 

The veteran listens intently to her superior. If she was a naive woman who had never experienced the wrath of the Assassin's, she might have repeated the phrase used many times at the beginning of the war.

[i]"We'll lick 'em easy."[/i]

Sydney's words on the day the war started sounded through her mind. 

"How many should we expect?" Caroline suddenly asks, removing her distant eyes from her hands and looks toward Jeremiah. Caroline dreads the idea of being surrounded again, but this time, they might take her right eye as well. She'd become even more of a pariah, her beautiful face scared and unrecieved by anyone.