Book turns to the woman, and he hesitates before he speaks. Just that sudden startle of seeing something quite unexpected. He turns his head a little, making sure she is in focus, and he is seeing correctly. The woman's ears come to a sharp point, it is no costume or trick, and there is no sign of augmentation? Curious.

"You.. are correct," he is quick to pick his steam back up, though. "And know that I have made my own intentions plain. I will serve, I am grateful to be here, but I have lines that I will not cross."

"We must each make one decision, yes. But then another, and another. The choices of war come in fits and starts. It is never straightforward." A pause, and Book brings his hands together. "And once a decision has been made, another decision can be made to change one's course. If you find that you are straying from the path that you truly wish to walk."