"Because I'd be good at it," Strange explains, as if it's obvious. "Ignatius said that he 'read my ashes,' whatever that means. I assume that's his way of doing that looking through memories thing that the fae do. If he looked through my memories, he'd see that I fought in the peninsula, I've adopted my magic for combat, and that I'm a soldier for the carnival."

Well, was a soldier for the carnival. The conversation derailed away from that topic on the radio post but Strange is still a bit bitter at being removed from the nightrunners. Strange frowns a little, thinking as he tries to remember Ignatius's exact words and the gist of that conversation.

"He said it was noble? Being a soldier, that is. And I don't think he's wrong about that. After all, something can still be 'noble' but also be 'damned inconvenient.'" The first time around, Strange was super gung-ho to go to the peninsula. The second time around, not so much. That wouldn't remove any sense of nobility, though. Would it?