[That's... that's a relief, actually. The Soldier had enjoyed the past two weeks more than most people (which is to say, at all, probably), because they had felt useful and helpful and like they could actually do this mission. Everyone else's stress and unhappiness had made them less certain. There's an uncomfortable feeling of guilt at their pleasure at work they were suited for, while the rest of the village was so upset and angry about it.

But at least one person thinks they did well. That's bolstering.]

Good. That's good. That kind of thing is what I'm made for. Trained for.