The truth is, we died together once before. Arthur, me… Danny Whizz-Bang, Freddie Thorne, Jeremiah, and John. We were cut off from the retreat, no bullets left, waiting for the Prussian cavalry to come, and to finish us off. And while we waited, Jeremiah said we should sing “In The Bleak Midwinter”. But we were spared; the enemy never came. And we all agreed that everything after that was extra. And when our time came, we would all remember.