[ The first person you kill never is, but Ernesto has to wonder... if you take enough lives, does it eventually reach that point? He might have been a soldier, but he wasn't in the war long enough to really be able to say. He remembers every person that died because of him, whether directly or not.

Men like his dad though? There's a much heavier weight of human life weighing on those broad shoulders, and he wonders...

Well, depending how long this war with the Regent and their soldiers drags on for, there's a depressing reality that Ernesto might get to figure that out for himself first hand.

And Rand might too, because at the end of the day the person he killed was-- ]

You mean the soldier that signed on for it?

[ And they're likely to meet many, many more of his ilk to come.

Ernesto's tone isn't entirely dismissive, and it's not exactly cold, but there is something in his voice that suggests that Rand's "gotcha" point isn't something he's willing to entertain. ]

The one that was ready to attack you and others for the things I just mentioned?

[ He tips his head back, studying the ceiling with an unreadable expression. Sympathy still exists for the man that died. Someone's death is never something that Ernesto can actually revel in, but sometimes there's not much you can do to help it... especially when you're not the one that started the war in the first place. ]

That's a pretty far cry from going after a defenseless civilian.