Here and now was always where Tempus was, not off somewhere in the realm of Greater Good or Mortal Soul or Eternal Consequence. He'd lost the ability to determine greater good, if there was one; his mortal soul he'd given up on long ago. And as for eternal consequence - he was its embodiment.

Look to the souls of Your own soldiers, God, who labor in Thine awful cause.

So well do I love you, I go to my god singing your praises. When I meet my father, I will tell him I fought beside you.

No ethos, pursued without thought or mercy, is ethical.

Loyalty must be forged - to him, to his: stronger than iron, from experience, from risk - it can't be bought, or taught, or promised before the fact. Allegiance must be earned so it will hold, win or lose.

Something is going on everywhere, most of which no one understands.

But we're dying here.