Son, you look to be lost. Stay here with us, and after the battle I'll speak with your captain. He'll find no fault with you when he finds you've been with the Pelicans.
Your title reminds me of a sermon I once heard titled "The Buts in our Life". He began by telling the congregation there are three certain concrete facts regarding "the buts"; however he meant the other way to spell "buts" (like you did). They are:
Everyone has one.
No two are alike.
And - we can see everyone's but our own.
It was an interesting sermon and actually one I've not forgotten!
No need to hide from him. He makes for a very large and easy target to hit. No wonder CSA grunts were starving. He ate most the rations before they reached the front.