Tseng gave a brief, agreeable nod. Nobody had really jumped out at him today on the range, though lack of skill with a gun didn't mean they were utterly hopeless with materia, or with a sword. The infantry often lost sight of that fact, preferring to stick to firearms no matter what the proficiency of their recruits. Just one more way in which the Turks were superior.

Not that he was boasting to himself or anything.

"I've seen them," he said, thoughtfully. "They'll serve your family well in time, provided they get the proper training here."