"Not like this. You don't have to take my word for it." Zoe shrugged, not at all insulted if he didn't. She wouldn't just take someone else's word for it if she were in his shoes. She hadn't when she first got here, and she still wasn't sure she believed everything she'd seen, done, or heard. It was just a constant state of learning and adapting. She looked at him carefully.
"How many wars have you fought in familiar places?" Zoe hadn't really had a chance to fight somewhere she knew or grew up. She'd lived a good bit of her young life on a ship, and followed that quickly with travelling from planet to planet, fighting the good fight. This just wasn't the same. "Even in places you'd been before?"
She gave him a soft and understanding smile. Pulling the small carton of noodles out of her many little packages, she set it down between them. "You don't have to take it, but they always give too much. You might want to sleep soon. If that weren't in your lap like that, I'd have you down quick like, and that's not bragging or threatening." She was being honest.