[ What she gets in reply is a tip of his head that neither rejects nor accepts her offer. He'll keep it in mind, on the rare occasion he decides he needs another. He isn't surprised to find yet another seeking to pick up a contract or two—the Free Cities seems to attract them. ]

Mm. [ It's a vaguely thoughtful sound. A long pause follows. ] After we finish training, we're sent out to kill monsters, knowing there will always be another. We do it, anyway. For coin or—

[ Or because that's all they know. What else were any of them made for? He gives a small shrug. The world is shit. There's little use in trying to change that, but there's not much use in languishing over it, either. They still have to live in it, however they decide that looks like. ]

We make our own purpose. Doesn't matter if the monsters will still be there long after we're gone.