"An' I tried to make you feel better whenever I did, 'cause that's what friends are for, right?"

A general doesn't care about the feelings of his troops. He doesn't care if they're happy as long as they're alive and do what he says. Adam never wanted that. Not with the Them. Had they really grown so far apart? He couldn't even remember a time when three-quarters of them had been so unhappy at once and the only reason he could think of for that was that they didn't spend enough time together the way they should be. It was like having your legs and one arm wander off by themselves...