"You have hinted at it, my Lord," Verdant said. "I do believe so, anyhow. You chase a higher ideal. You've your eyes set on something greater. What sort of soldiers would we be if we did not make way for our Captain's grand battle plan?"
"I have no such grand battle plan," Oliver said.
"Ah, perhaps you have not seen it as such, my Lord, but that is exactly what it is. Your strength – the strength of the you that can cross the line of the Fourth Boundary. That is a strength that can change the Patrick forces entirely by its lonesome," Verdant said.
"And here I was saying that I ought to make more use of my strategy," Oliver said. "To grow more efficient in my use of Command as well, so that I can do what I have seen Khan do."
"Am I mistaken, my Lord? Do your intentions point in other directions?" Verdant said. He seemed troubled by that fact, more troubled even by the interference of those earlier soldiers, for a frown formed on his face of the most confused sort.
