I don't know, you tell me what I'm supposed to picture!
[Once again he clings onto the hope that there's some kind of miscommunication going on, like she's saying "combat training" but the Enclaves are some kind of summer camp. He knows that's not what's happening, but it's the kind of fleeting fancy that gives the illusion of rightness in the world for a hot second, and he's always had a soft spot for those.]
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[Once again he clings onto the hope that there's some kind of miscommunication going on, like she's saying "combat training" but the Enclaves are some kind of summer camp. He knows that's not what's happening, but it's the kind of fleeting fancy that gives the illusion of rightness in the world for a hot second, and he's always had a soft spot for those.]