"As the saying goes, we go to war with the armies we've got," Colin says, shaking his head. "It takes years to train a good engineer, and most people here can't stand me anyway. If I need help, I can swallow my pride and grab Nathan. Until then, I'm not going to force someone to learn a difficult trade when most of them can't be bothered to learn basic first aid or wilderness survival."

He seems to realize what he's saying, the tone he's taking, and he sighs. "Sorry about the bitterness," he says with a tired tone to his voice. "It bothers me that there's so many people here who are one accident away from losing everything, and they don't seem to care to learn the skills that can keep them alive."