He can want battle, but at the end of the day, he ain't in charge. He ain't one of 'em, and they won't let him do whatever he wants. Most likely outcome is that they let him rush onto the battlefield and a mage takes him out from a hundred yards. Hell, Cadens might take him out themselves, he's enough of a pain in the ass. They can just cover it up. Goro ain't bulletproof and he doesn't have any magic I ever heard about. [ Which, if he did, Julie is positive they would never stop hearing about it. ] I mean, for Christ's sake, he don't even have the right number of fingers on each hand. Four hands, twelve fingers, get the fuck outta here.

[ She chuckles, shakes her head a little as she takes a sip and sits back in her chair. ]

Girl, you have no idea the kinda stuff I've talked about over drinks. This is breezier'n talkin' about a sale at Wal-Mart. [ Which is true, considering Julie has literally watched death battles as dinner entertainment. ] If they do get a war, we pack up and go to the one place they can't. The Singularity.