[ He turns around fully at her words, stepping in and taking her hands again, smiling crookedly. ]

What you said is me life in a nutshell, milady. [ Softly. ] I'm a soldier, and soldiers are nowt but tools. I don't have much love fer Britain, though I might fight in her name, and I sure as hell don't love me general though I'm loyal ta him.

[ He chuckles, self-deprecating, and shakes his head. ]

Yer honest ta me, milady. Yer not telling me lies 'bout how much you love me ta try ta get me to do what you wish ta, and that makes me care 'bout you even more. [ He rubs at his nose, a little. ]

I don't think there's anything possible that will make me stop caring 'bout you, and if you wish ta make use of me, then you only have ta ask.