Kioet: I know I've been forced to take tranqulizers to get some sleep on a number of occassions...but I have no idea what the hell you're talking about....
*Kioet yawns, for good measure*
Kioet: What exactly do you mean?
Battle is a pure form of expression. It is heart and discipline, reduced to movement and motion. In battle, the words are swept away, giving way to actions-- mercy, sacrifice, anger, fear. These are pure moments of expression.