The brutal slayings of Billy and Rooney feel excessive, almost entirely devoid of purpose. Their untimely demise stems from Carlyle's failure to adapt to circumstances that imperil his delicate sense of self. In the wake of these killings, Carlyle exposes a staggering naiveté, clinging to the notion that military life resembles a game he can abandon at will, especially when it becomes too daunting or loses its allure. He seems utterly oblivious to the grave consequences that accompany the act of taking a life. It is this lack of awareness that amplifies the impact of his actions, as they stir within him no regret, no guilt, no recognition of a moral breach.