& if we should die tonight then we should all die together
"Gaucho always care." He began, shakily, sounding unprepared for what he was about to say. Things had gotten a lot realer than he was used to. "Gaucho not ... not from here. Not know customs. Language still hard. Getting better, but it take time. So Gaucho show caring and love by protecting and fighting. That only way Gaucho know how. Maybe I not stop to talk to every one, but I keep skies and borders safe. Give every safe place to live so that there time later to talk." Could she even understand what it was to come from a land polluted by war? Perhaps not. And although he thought Rasta was more or less useless as far as her contributions to the Throat went, it certainly didn't mean that he didn't care. He thought of the Throat as a family and cared about each of their well-beings individually and evenly.
Exhaling the dun grit his teeth. It was all starting to pile up.
"Soh not know ... Soh know about Phaedra. Gaucho bring her body back to Throat. Brought SkySong's body back too, but Soh already gone. I think Note is the Father... not know where he is."