[ Sylvain huffs out a dry laugh at Claude’s comment about training. If only that had been the worst of his worries back home. No, the facade he wore had been for a different purpose entirely. ]

I realize that, Claude. The only way they’d trust one of us is if we prove ourselves trustworthy to them. Joining the military would be the least of it. [ Claude would be disappointed to know his mind is already calculating all the angles of this particular problem. All those strategy lessons he’d drilled over and over again were more useful than their Professor had probably ever anticipated. ] It might be worth the risk. We still don’t know what - or how much - they’re hiding from us. Least of all the information on how to get back home. Or how they found us in the first place. Or how to keep them from finding and Summoning the others.