[Yuan matches his pace, lengthening his stride just a little. They're of a height; if not for the difference in race and attire they might be colleagues.]
[Someone else was meant to be in the pass with yours. That would stop Yuan in his tracks, if he didn't have the intent to keep moving. As it is he stumbles, goes cold even as he looks at Kratos.]
[No wonder they were so easily overwhelmed. And Yuan wouldn't have known, if the orders were intercepted... but there are usually redundancies in place, to prevent this sort of thing.]
[And where is the regiment that was meant to hold this point with them?]
[Either wiped out, or misinformed, or willfully disobeying orders, and Yuan doesn't know which is worse.]
I wasn't aware of that.
[It doesn't occur to him that this is an interrogation. It seems, quite honestly, like Kratos is doing him a courtesy. ... Perhaps he shouldn't make that assumption. Consciously, Yuan draws it back.]
no subject
[Someone else was meant to be in the pass with yours. That would stop Yuan in his tracks, if he didn't have the intent to keep moving. As it is he stumbles, goes cold even as he looks at Kratos.]
[No wonder they were so easily overwhelmed. And Yuan wouldn't have known, if the orders were intercepted... but there are usually redundancies in place, to prevent this sort of thing.]
[And where is the regiment that was meant to hold this point with them?]
[Either wiped out, or misinformed, or willfully disobeying orders, and Yuan doesn't know which is worse.]
I wasn't aware of that.
[It doesn't occur to him that this is an interrogation. It seems, quite honestly, like Kratos is doing him a courtesy. ... Perhaps he shouldn't make that assumption. Consciously, Yuan draws it back.]