[Property? Maybe that metal arm means he's some sort of advanced machine, like Daylight. Who knows - the technology of the other worlds is fascinating to him. Sure, there were robots and cyborgs back home too, but they were rare. It's not every day you get to meet someone like that.

So he accepts it, with a hint of a smirk.]

I keep introducing myself as a civilian. Not used to so many other soldiers in plainclothes but I guess none of us are really in active duty anymore, are we? I'm a commander with the Marines.

[Or, was. Until he betrayed them and died. But no big deal, right?]

If you figure out a way to snipe in all this darkness, I'll be awfully impressed. It's a shame the forest spirits don't carry lights like we do.