Har har. The punch gets a return one, very careful, to Devero's shoulder. With the flesh hand, because there's nothing fun about even a gentle pop from metal knuckles. "That's where the name comes from, you know," Soldat says with a kind of grim humor, turning to the second line to start climbing down. "The people who owned me just called me the asset. For a long time. Because I was an asset to them. Before that, it was the soldier."