[ they are alive, so callisto would say it's a success.

or well, as alive as one can be in hell. that said, he seems to ponder on sylvain's words. he puts a slightly bloodied hand to his chin as he shifts his weight as he inspects the blade in his hand before he (thankfully) put it back to where he strapped it to on his back. ] Something like that.

You learn a lot when you're at war. I did have a formal instructor when I was younger, though. I assume that's on course with most people's education. [ a pause as he looks between the rock that is now... just resting on the side of the man it's cracked the skull of... ]

You?