Preparation? Preparation. You know nothing of Vaskoth.

[There'd been no preparing for that. No planning for it. No game or camp or tactician could train for such a thing. Not a one.]

The Malnosso send us to fight because they must, and we go because we must. Here we rest, recover, and research. Here we are not put upon by others in our merry little cell to do the same. Here we are forced to endure more than enough at their hands for the sake of experiments. Whyever would anyone wish to do the same for the sake of entertainment?