She tilted her head up in surprise. He never came across as the soldier sort to Jenny, only the really loyal and overly protective type. Although, she had to admit, those were good qualities for a soldier. He would've made for someone she would have been proud to work beside in a militia.

"And now we've both wound up with lives that want us to do otherwise. And won't let us die, either, not properly, not if we can avoid it," she whispered, looking a little worried It was like that conversation from earlier. "How do you live with it, Edward?"