"Do you think there are many that are lead to fight care for her? You will have more than that if I have any say Achilles." She frowned at his words, no the Greeks would not lose, but others would. Her heart clenched as she looked at her son so filled with pride, she knew what was coming. "You do not have to fight… We could go somewhere else." Anywhere else she thought, anywhere but this pointless fight.
‘No, I do not think that there are any that care for her, either, no. But I will fight, I have given my word and I shall lead my men into battle as I am to do. I cannot outrun destiny forever, Mother, and you know that.’
He frowned a little, shrugging his shoulders at the thought of the impending war, but it was not too bad, he was not afraid and he was not apprehensive, he knew that he could win. He could have beaten the entire trojan army with barely a lost breath, Patroclus, too, would be beside him, they would be together. Perhaps they would die together.