[There's a line of thought that Jason would never understand, even if he was privy to it. He's too used to thinking in terms of potential friendships, not worrying about being stabbed in the back.]

I couldn't really say. I'm not used to dealing with any kind of military, I'm just a high school student. [A small lie, of course, but one of necessity. He let out a long sigh and hunched his shoulders a bit.] They say I'm pretty much legally an adult here, though. Or at least old enough to choose between schooling and work. But I don't know, I'm not that great a student in my own time and this is centuries into the future for me.

[He straightens, fingers tightening on the rails.]

I do know one thing, though. I definitely want to help people wherever I can. I'll probably end up joining the militia or the military. [There's a bit of a pause, then a laugh.] Sorry, I didn't mean to change the subject to me.