Mendel listened to the story, stroking the glass as he sat back, cross-legged.
"How many of these... Task Force Seven boys are still out there..." He motioned for Alicia.
"Take this man to the Communications room, see if he can't convince a few of his friends that Revolution is better than buckling under and going down on your knees before Hale."
Mendel smirked, "you sir... you are what the revolution is truly about. Not revenge, nor pathetic whinging about hardships. No, it's about men who know how to fight, who have finally realized that there is a better way. Come back when you have contacted them, and let me see how much of a Revolutionary Leader you really are."
He watched as Alicia guided the man out of the room. Sitting a moment longer as he drained his glass.