Our nonsense?

[ Another laugh, this one a little lower and hollower. Mark's hand clenches on a pen - his right hand, his stunner-firing hand. Making it so that he'll have to drop that pen before he can pick up his weapon. ]

I didn't ask to be dragged into this shit. They're the ones who vote for the assholes who keep building up the war effort. I don't, I didn't, and I'll make as much money as I need to to deal with what they decided.