"Yes, I remember reading the files in regards to the attacks against the city," the Judge murmured thoughtfully before giving the other man a nod. There seemed to be quite a number of people who volunteered for these missions, which seemed to serve the war purpose well, with all things considered.

He shook his head, the long bangs trailing down one side of his face shifting along with it, before he pleasantly answered. "Well that would depend on your definition. I am no fighter, but I help out where I can," he murmured before adding. "What little I can do, I offer here in the medical area. I'm afraid I would be rather useless out on the battlefield."