Reno eyed her for a while, and another stick died a terrible, horrible death.

"You do the job. No matter what." A pause. "Because you're Turks, zoto. Ain't nothin' else matters. Not the people you're roundin' up. Not what happens to 'em after. Don't matter if they live or if they wish they died. You do the fuckin' job."

Reno's morals, in a nutshell.