Nodding slightly he smiled, slowly but surely he was getting to the heart of the matter, but he needed to see if she had the conviction...A smile came to his face as a plan came to mind. "Indeed...We do what is required to end such wars, to wage war ourselves in an attempt to stop all others and unite the people under the worker's banner...But I wonder..." he starts, turning around and walking over to the desk, reaching into the right drawer he pulls out a wicked-looking knife with two blades parallel to eachother. He thrusts it into her hands, knocking the Datapad out of her hands in the process.
As he stared her in the eyes he frowned. "One who is willing to fight for a cause must be willing to take a life...So...Kill...Or I will have you shot and flushed out the airlock, there will be nobody to remember you...Nobody to mourn you...Kill...Or be killed..." he orders, his voice turning harsher with every word spoken.
"A Revolutionary Acts...A Slave doesn't!" He states coldly before shouting. "NOW KILL!"
