[Syrlya's expression twists, a little rueful.] Truthfully, I don't know what I would care for. I've never given it much thought.

[Or at least, not for a very long time. One crisis after another, watching other people's relationships strained and destroyed by the trauma and death of war... all of that intimacy has been firmly off the table for him.] I assume it's different than any injury on the battlefield.

But what about you? [He tilts his head.] Were you presented with all new experiences, or is a little restraint to your favor?