Tolstoy uses this scene to give a more detailed picture of army camp life. Ramballe, the wine-loving officer who quartered with Pierre back in Moscow, reappears in bad shape, showing how devastating the past weeks have been for the French. There’s a touching humanity about the soldiers’ good-natured care for, and even teasing companionship of the Frenchmen. At this point in the war, a certain brotherhood prevails. As Nikolai, Andrei, and Pierre all realized, French and Russian alike sleep under the same eternal sky.