I worked so hard to be ready for the fight, so I feel kinda awful about it, but...

[ He shrugs helplessly, jostling the bucket of crabs a little. It had meant a lot to him, really, to be able to participate in the battle, but there'd been one hell of a hiccup. Abel tries real hard not to sound too bitter with his next words, to moderate success, not wanting to burden his new buddy with his heavy thoughts. ]

I'm not sure I'd have been as useful in the fight as my commanders were hoping.