"I wasn't certain it would be possible, when I arrived here. I knew what I wanted, and perhaps it was easier knowing that we were being ordered by the Legion to withhold lethal measures."

Training wheels, as it were. But that's not all, is there. His heavy brow dips, furrows.

"But I am more than my orders. The path is not easy, but it has become easier to travel with allies. With...friends." He considers her a moment, pale eyes taking in that tired look, the tense way she's held herself together and how exhausting it must be.

"There are those here willing to help. The things we have done, the ways we have been broken, do not mean we cannot become better over time. Washington has found assistance through them. As have I."

It's a suggestion that isn't. He has no right to tell her what she should do, but the option is there and of use, considering her aim.