I didn't have a war. So I've turned to old D&D campaign's for war stories to tell V.
"I once watched my friend Gannit the Dwarf physically turned inside out - into a screaming, gurgling pile of wet sick - sneaking a glance at Kr'nNiikx the Unseeable. You don't get over that, and you also don't cry because you dropped your cookie on the floor. MAN UP!"
Confuses her enough to be quiet anyway.
