[ it's not an odd concept in the sense that soldiers often echoed a similar sentiment. those who believed the empire who holds all they cared for within it... as being beautiful and/or precious. he isn't sure if he relates to the concept, but he comprehends just how important it was to her.

it really was a lonely duty.

somehow, it makes him a little annoyed to think she chose to live such a life, and at the same time, he can't help but respect it for what it is. when she thanks him, he almost feels like he were caught in his own contrary thoughts, and he responds in tune. ] You really do express your gratitude in the strangest moments. [ when he praised her sense of self, for example. ]

I would hate to be the reason you lose sleep, so I will let you go this once. Close your eyes and rest comfortably. You will need your energy.