"...Planning?" [i]At once, Victoria's fists clenched tightly, her eyes closing as her mood took a sudden swing. Her tone only revealed a sudden irritation, not a hatred: although she clearly disliked Vance's response.[/i] "What do you think that I'm going to do with him? Turn him into a machine of war, so he can be senselessly slaughtered in the heat of battle? Send him off to the Imperium so that they can pry his remains apart for research? ...I can't just stand idly by while someone like him, who has lost what matters most to him, is in need. I am planning nothing, except to provide the care that he needs. Perhaps additional training in combat, but that will be it. ...I hope that clarifies everything."