"If you were say, a Libertonian spy, then you would have undergone extensive emotional and mental toughening in order to ready yourself for such questionings. Your very demeanour currently shows me that."
He whistled a tuneless tune as he reached into his table drawer once more. He picked up a small scalpel.
"Without proper training, this wielder of this knife becomes a danger to others. With proper training, he becomes a life saver. Do you think I have gone through the proper training?"
He stabbed the knife into the recruits hand, grinning at the pain he was inflicting.
"It's funny you should mention Liberty, since we have made great many advances there for Galactic Socialism. Explain such a victory we have had."