“Many times,” Lucky answered. “He was tired of war in his old life. But he committed his mind to the Forerunner a few days before he died. I… my scan was already taken, long before that. But I’ve read about him since. Military men were saying he committed himself to the future, to fight mankind’s battles against greater enemies. There weren’t many great men left in his day—it was all algorithms, all marginal people who just pushed things a little further. Not Qingzhi, though.”