two: *constantly getting horribly injured*
the brigadier: oh dear. do not like this.
three: *constantly getting horribly injured, spent his first few days alive absolutely spaced out, really bad balance because he's not used to being 6'3"*
the brigadier: right. must have a doctor on hand.
four: *constantly getting horribly injured, spent his first few days alive absolutely spaced out*
the brigadier: aha! i know this one! here, doctor, have a doctor.
four: thanks, alistair! *steals him*
the brigadier: fuck.