He is tense as he gazes over his friends. Those who are expecting him to get him through this. Those who are expecting him to lead them.

He looks down at his plate. Why did he volunteer for this mission? What drove him to do so?

His eyes flicker from one table to the next, as he wonders if any of them would die on their mission. Finally his eyes settle on the blonde girl sitting next to him. What would happen if she does? Could he survive?

She smiles, teeth and flashing green eyes.

Would he want to survive?