[In a gap between the firing, Snippy leans out from his hiding place and takes down the wounded man before flinging himself back out of the path of the last man's shots. It's a near-miss that leaves his heart racing]

You don't get to sit back, Holmes. Either make an active choice to defend us, or make an active choice to let me get my head blown off.

[He's irritated that he even has to have this conversation. Why are smart people so stupid?!]

They're as innocent as any other soldier drafted into a war.