Jurai nodded solemnly at Fiona's reply. "Yes, we mortals are every bit as dangerous as the demons we face, and are no strangers to warfare and destruction ourselves. While it may reflect badly on us as a society, I must admit I'm glad that we are so militarily inclined, else this would be a massacre rather than a war." he said with a sigh. "Still, from what little I know of demons and angels, I know that they are no more pure in their morality than us. Some demons are just as gentle as any angel, and some angels are as cruel as the vilest demon. We are all defined by our actions, that is what makes us who we are, not some random assignment of race chosen before we are born."<br/><br/>The former general now noticed how tired Fiona looked, and as he caught up with her, he moved in front of her before hoisting the light-weight girl onto his back. Impressively, her weight did not seem to bother Jurai in the slightest, and he could probably carry two more people of her size before it even became a strain. "Fair is fair, you healed me and lent me your strength, it is only right I do the same for you." he said with a smile as he carried her towards the convoy. After all, Jurai had essentially limitless stamina, and could run all day without rest, he saw no reason to tire the girl out further when such a trivial run carrying such a light weight would not tire him in the slightest.