"The war to end war," Kyle says softly, remembering the book he'd seen bearing that title. It stuck with him, that phrase did, because of how perfectly it captured the way people in this day think. Forget the next Great War still to come, there've been wars since the 'Great' one even now, like the ones that happened in Sean's native Ireland. And yet the man on the street seems to forget about those wars just because they didn't happen here. Sean at least isn't like that, though he knows the other man still hasn't accepted that another war just as bad as the Great War is in their future. He's not looking forward to it. Regardless of how the last one happened, Sean's brothers told him a bit about it, and the stories the other man has related rival his own in horror.

He turns to face Sean, giving him the courtesy of his full attention without staring at him too hard (it's a habit he's been trying to break). Kyle never had brothers, but the rest of Sean's story is sadly familiar, people he loved and cared about who marched off to battle and never came back. He lost his own dad that way, and his mom to boot. It makes him glad the war ended before Sean himself got swallowed up by it, there's a gentleness to the man that he doesn't think could survive the battlefield, even if Sean himself probably could.

It's so characteristic of Sean to bring them both back from a dark place, and Kyle gladly takes the lifeline being offered him. "It's not a bad idea, having a plan for things even when they're as simple as shopping." He's been shopping with Sean just once, but he was almost overwhelmed in that once by the sheer number of products on display. "We should also think about developing an exit strategy for our current line of work. it's good pay but it is cocaine they're having us move."