If Radar accidentally overhears anything regarding his age or his knowledge of the unfairness of the world, and pulls a bit of a face about it -- well. He'd probably make the same face if all he heard was Dr. Anzu's talk about miracles and wishful thinking.

Anzu's right, anyway. It's not fair. Nothing is when it comes to this kind of stuff. And try as Radar might, he'll never be the kind of person who can numb himself to it. It hurts anew, every time, scabbing sometimes but never scarring up properly.

"If it's a tool," he says, low, "then I think I gotta figure out how to use it. I know it's not gonna do any good this time, but if we get through this okay... there's gonna be a next time eventually. Right? And they're always saying regular people can learn magic even if they don't got any where they came from. So, so maybe I could. A little bit, just to help."

Just like he's always done as a corpsman.