Tankpot

+++ Taken From Essays On Humanity: Vol. CCXI Speaker: Brother Lieutenant Abrahim Sahn, Ultramarines Third Company. Transcription begins +++ It has a lot to do with memory, I think, how we remember… being. I remember, years ago, during a moment of personal doubt, Chaplain Durin asking me what my humanity meant to me. I told him that it gave me something to fight for, gave me purpose. He made an odd sound, I recall. I realise now that I wasn’t talking about my humanity, but humanity in general. The species. I hadn’t actually answered his question, you see. But, in a way, I had. I would have liked to talk to him about it more, but he fell in battle thirteen years ago. Such is the way of things. If I could speak to him now, how would I answer the question? What does my humanity mean to me. Hmm. Well, I think now, I would ask him back, what is it to be human? I am older. I have fought alongside humans of all stripes for decades. And every single time, regardless of who they are, I h