He paused. "All that Movement talk your David thought was cute, cadres and feed the people.... Come the War, it’s gone. Just like that. In that madhouse under Fedon’s Camp, they’re all chewing on each other’s guts. I know I’m getting my orders from that fucker Castleman. That fat hacker, who’s got no real-life at all—just a screen . It’s all principles now. Tactics and strategy. Like someone has to do this, doesn’t matter where or who, just to prove it’s possible...."