"What? Stop your moaning, I don't understand. Anyways, i'm getting pretty hungry now, lets find someplace to eat."
*waves to other guys*
"We'll see you later. If you need us you know our comm channels."
Peace is but a shadow of death,
Desperate to forget its painful past.
And though we hope for promising years,
After shedding a thousand tears,
Yesterday's sorrow constantly nears.
Unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies it remains alone.