While he would have done very differently had he been so allowed, Hyarmenion returned to his tent to rest immediately afterward. He was recovering when Rubii came to show up. He was of course there, and premitted her to embrace him before she smiled and looked into her eyes. "I would be glad to aid you. There are many in the Imperial Army who deserve a proper rest, even if we are sadly on opposite ends of the same conflict."<br/><br/>Should Rubii have agreed after having asked him, then he would have followed her out for the time being. When Sorin gave the order based on disposal, however, the elf looked up with a bit of a puzzled appearance. "Is there a reason that they have to be seperated in such a manner and disposed of differently?"<br/><br/>Unlike Sorin, who worked as a judger of souls and Rubii who had a background in necromancy, Hyarmenion's background had always been as a member of the professional armed services. As such, he thought of his own fallen and the fallen of the enemy largely as equals based on the concept of military courtesy. It was something that he doubted the other two would probably understand very much.