"Well, Kat... I think we're gonna be separated. Three years. You remember when I first came up here? How green I was? You fixed that. "Keep your head down." That's what you said. Maybe... Maybe when this is over, when this war is really finished, maybe we can do something together. Huh? I don't know what. A glass of wine. I don't even know where you live. Three years in the same trenches, I don't even have your address. Let me give you mine. Let me give it to you."