He frowns, trying to figure out if she's just teasing him or whether she actually means it. He'd figured out pretty quick after the war that some people just genuinely didn't know what happened over in Europe, so he never wanted to presume and think that they ought to have known. "I was in the war, in Europe," he says.

"We, both sides of us, had this heavy artillery that came down on you like the worst thunder you've ever heard, all while you're trapped in craters and trenches. Even on the back lines, you still heard it," he admits, trying to push through the memory.

"They called 'em shells."