On a warm summer's evening, on a train bound for nowhere, you met up with the soldier. You were both too tired to sleep. So you took turns at staring out the window at the darkness.

The boredom overtakes you, and he began to speak.

He said, "I've made a life out of reading people's faces, knowing if they will make it, by the way they held their eyes. So if you don't mind my saying, I can see you're out of courage, for a taste of your whiskey, I'll give you some advice"