1455 words, bringing it up to 36,300 even. The characters are still yammering about the philosophical implications of what they're doing. (And relationship worries are surfacing, much to one character's dismay. I wonder if she'll be able to weather them.) But the war is coming down the pike with inevitability. Soon, all of the hand-wringing will be put to the test. Are they who they think they are? Will their resolve fail at the last moment? Who knows? Certainly not me.