"Everyone in my world, at age eight, join the military. We're taught to cultivate our soul into a Form we can draw out and to discover its Nature. The Nature is absolute, an aspect of you that cannot be changed. The Form is what you find most comfortable to use in combat," Aine got a lot more proper, once she realized he was a lot more important than she initially thought. She figured he was important, to be devising training, but not that important.

"In my case, I'm a White, I have healing powers. Which means there wasn't any point in training me with heavier guns. Even if I have a very strong ranged Form," She ate a little more of her food, "Since ranged weapons imitate your Nature, all my shots heal. Teaching me a deckgun or a rifle meant nothing in combat. Not a problem with the guns here, even if they use those weird bullet things."