"A contract?" Fancy shook her head in dismay. "Oh Charlie, you're so much better than this. This place, this war. If you truly want to forget than you should. You should go home and forget all about this terrible nightmare you've been living. You should fall in love, and get married, and have babies."
She smiled slightly, thinking of the better life Charlie could have. "Go back to being a mechanic and live a better life than this. Go home Charlie, live while you still can. Make the right decisions while you're still young and strong enough to see them through."