[Alexander wasn't the person who called a victory until it was handed to him and been assured and researched to be true, but he felt the tide of battle that was this conversation shifting plainly to his favour. She hadn't exactly stumbled, but he had put her in a position where she had to admit something or be vulnerable for her lies in future. Either way, he had valuable information that was the basis of many started to work for him, for them.
Of course, being trained in the Red Room helped with that, though he was curious of where she had come from before that. Was she an orphan like Natasha? Were her parents victims of the regime and she just a product of that fall out? There were edges he could press on, but there was no need for that right now as he had good and clear ways to circle her, to press his advantages. She had come to verify he knew things - which he did - but he now had a way to work her over to see things his way eventually.
Another soldier who would come to the ranks, even if they might not yet realize it.]
The other tragedy is when those on the ground don't see how much some in power struggle with the decisions that they had to make. Some understand that they are destroying lives, families... and for what? A short-lived victory until the next skirmish, the next battle, the next war. [He bowed his head a little, taking a deep breath as if he had struggled at times with those very decisions. Sympathetic. Emotional... but resolute.] For peace, everyone sacrifices something. It isn't always their lives.
[Everyone, everywhere had something to protect. A person with nothing of value, nothing to believe in even if it was themselves didn't exist. Everyone had something to give, and it were those loose strings that could be appealed to. Some people were better off made an example of, or their priorities rearranged to better serve a cause over just themselves. However, there was nothing wrong with wanting to protect something or someone; it was the basis of humanity to a degree. It made her and everyone else human, nothing more, nothing less.
And yes, there was nothing quite like failure to protect to make one reevaluate their skills and perception of the world. He lifted his eyes to watch her again, nodding slowly as he too understood that sentiment.]
Starting with people and working towards protecting the world is a worthwhile aspiration though. In order to protect people, you have to accept who you are and what your strength and limitations are. Have you done that?
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Of course, being trained in the Red Room helped with that, though he was curious of where she had come from before that. Was she an orphan like Natasha? Were her parents victims of the regime and she just a product of that fall out? There were edges he could press on, but there was no need for that right now as he had good and clear ways to circle her, to press his advantages. She had come to verify he knew things - which he did - but he now had a way to work her over to see things his way eventually.
Another soldier who would come to the ranks, even if they might not yet realize it.]
The other tragedy is when those on the ground don't see how much some in power struggle with the decisions that they had to make. Some understand that they are destroying lives, families... and for what? A short-lived victory until the next skirmish, the next battle, the next war. [He bowed his head a little, taking a deep breath as if he had struggled at times with those very decisions. Sympathetic. Emotional... but resolute.] For peace, everyone sacrifices something. It isn't always their lives.
[Everyone, everywhere had something to protect. A person with nothing of value, nothing to believe in even if it was themselves didn't exist. Everyone had something to give, and it were those loose strings that could be appealed to. Some people were better off made an example of, or their priorities rearranged to better serve a cause over just themselves. However, there was nothing wrong with wanting to protect something or someone; it was the basis of humanity to a degree. It made her and everyone else human, nothing more, nothing less.
And yes, there was nothing quite like failure to protect to make one reevaluate their skills and perception of the world. He lifted his eyes to watch her again, nodding slowly as he too understood that sentiment.]
Starting with people and working towards protecting the world is a worthwhile aspiration though. In order to protect people, you have to accept who you are and what your strength and limitations are. Have you done that?