The commisar didn't even take the time to form a complete sentence to show Lev his opinion about the answer. And one second later, another feeling joined the symphony of pain at his head.
Taking he deep breath the injured Lev tried to gather the power to look as convinced as possible into the commisars eyes.
"I am...Lev Iljitsch Andropov, and I am on the Trotzky to join the Fighter Corps of the great Revolutionary Army...And that because...I had enough of supporting the coalition with....screwing ships together...There is a fight going on in Sirius...and...there was a fight inside of the Coalition...I...I can't just watch. I know what I want to become...And either I manage it or I will have tio face....the consequences...I know that...You yourself said one shall know what he does...Whaat makes oyu know I am a spy...great commisar..."
Squished bigly ~Champ- Thanks, you're a champ. "What's the word for when it feels inside your heart that everything in the world is all right?"