"A reason to act not of your own. Is that what you reach for these days? At the Academy, you seemed far more certain of your direction. You were full of a righteous little anger. Have you forgotten the sting of your want for justice?"
"Do I not continue to fight for the sake of that justice?" Oliver asked.
"I do not know," Hod said. "Has your fire died, or are you the most full of it that you have ever been? You are certainly beyond what you were previously. Yet here you sit before me, as a broken man, by all appearances. You have no certainty. You have no will. You sit as if you're waiting for something to happen, for someone else to tell you what to do."
Oliver scowled. "You're rather quick with your insults, Minister. You're a good hand at strategy, but when it comes to getting people to like you, you certainly make your life difficult."
"Obviously. That is my nature. And I am content with that," Hod said. "Do I burden you with what I ask of you, General Patrick?"
