"Reliant?" Sol snorts, deciding that's enough energy spent and sitting back. "Th'only person 'm 'reliant' 'pon is me." With damned good reason, he might add. "S'a small place, but that ain't gotta mean jack shit." The Defense Force has enough people on it to make up for Sol's lack of participation; he'll participate in what he feels he needs to participate in. What about that is so difficult to get through Ky's head? Pisses him off.

"S'a few things y'should keep in mind." Sol pulls his pack of cigarettes out, fishing through the mostly empty thing. "Wasn't in th'Order for nobody but 'cause it was doin' same as me. Took th'opportunity." Exhaling smoke in Ky's direction, Sol continues: "'M a self-servin' bastard." Indifference, but he smirks with the cigarette between his lips. "I can damn well be on my own."

Now if Ky'd just... stop being so reliant on him with just that much said. Ky isn't stupid, though; he knows the kid's probably gotten some sort of idea from that switching curse, but how close it is to the truth is another question entirely.