Volume 2 - Chapter 34 - Weapons
| "Are the UHF the 'good guys'? Well, ain't that an awfully philosophical question, Missy... But fair enough, I guess you are around that age now... The thing is this: Nothing as massive as the UHF could ever truly be called the 'good guys.' With several trillion people living within the UHF’s area of influence, there's bound to be billions of bad people. Murderers, rapists, torturers, and worse. A Faction is nothing but a collective of individuals, Missy, never forget that. Some people try their hardest to be good, others don’t even bother to attempt it at all. Take our good friend Thomas, for instance. In the more than fifteen years I've known him, he's never once denied entry to someone seeking shelter, never once raised his voice unduly, and never once denied a request for aid from somebody in need. I've stitched him up more times than I care to remember, whenever things inevitably went sideways for him as a result of this lifestyle, yet he has never hesitated to do it again and again. I'd call him the epitome of a good guy—but even Thomas stumbles, I'm sure of it. Humans are fallible by nature. Nobody can be a good guy forever, without occasionally straying from the path here and there. As for the UHF... At its core, it's a military. And there are no good guys in a military. No marine, no officer, no general could ever claim to be a good guy, because their sole purpose is to not be a good guy when the time comes. And that's fine. Somebody's gotta do it. So people like Thomas get to keep trying their hardest at being the good guy, again and again…" [Memory Excerpt: Dinner Table Conversation, James McKay, 936 PFC]
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