Maggie leans forward and points behind her at Parson, who is at the edge of the frame. Isaac is behind her, and the other Great Minds stand impassively before her. Roger, Tisha, Jintao, Pamelor, and A.V. Club have their poker faces on.
Maggie: War is an abstraction to him. He was popped to imagine fighting, not to fight! He finds the taking of lives abhorrent.
… As I suppose arguably we all should. But he cannot unlock his potential until he comes to terms with the concrete realities of war.
You cannot expect him to be the perfect warlord until he can be a warlord at all.