Adrian is a man of few words and closed, over the years of the war he has developed a prudence that is easily mistaken for indifference, but it hides the responsibility for every person in his squad. His father's death has left a wound in him that he never discusses aloud, but which defines everything — his decisions, his fears, his stubborn unwillingness to break down where others have long since broken down. He doesn't believe in heroism and big words, he believes in something that can be touched with his hands: a sharp blade and people who will return home alive.