Leif would take weapon with some expertise, and without any warning delivers the silver bolt into Alexej's neck, arhaic weapon giving just a silent slither of moving string.
"Difference, comrade commissar, is that while some do repeat propaganda just for sake of trying to pass the recruitment, and join the glorious army of the People, be it failed attempt at espionage if it even can be called that, or deluded ideas that they will go to slay all before them, most do not understand what commitment and discipline it requires. Like my father before me, who helped shape the Coalition into its form of today, so I wish to serve. To protect those who cannot do that for themselves. To propagate the glorious teachings of premier and great ancient thinkers. And to bring swift death to those who were found wanting or unfit to embrace the Red Dawn." - with that young man would reload the weapon, and set it back onto the desk before the commissar.
Standing in his previous stance he would look commissar into the eyes waiting for his response.
