She laughed and it was like the sigh of the wind over the dunes. "Only a few wars? Well somehow I will have to work with your terrible inexperience." Yes, that was gentle sarcasm. Sometimes it seemed Katara was too humble by half.

In fact, she realized they were about equal in this respect. She'd experienced the effects of violence before, seen Leto's priests and their "divine chastisement", watched the Honored Matres burn her homeworld, been next to Duncan and Miles as they composed their battle plans. But she had never been a soldier. The Sisterhood had other uses for her.