"It just doesn't come anymore." He looks down at his drawing, then back at John. "A few years ago I helped pick the leader of Hilltop. I helped stage a coup that put her in charge, because I believed in her vision. I still do. Most of it. Her husband was...brutally murdered in front of her, and the man who did it probably should have been killed. But instead he got life in a cage. She decided because of that, the Hilltop would be more aggressive."

There's so much history there that he's skimming over and he's not sure how to put it all into words.

"I was second in command. The original vision was one of democracy; let the people shape the laws. But when the former leader tried to have her killed, she eventually hanged him without talking to anyone. The thing is- I spoke to him before it happened. I believe he changed. He could have become a good man if we'd given him the chance. But I stood there and I watched him plead for his life, and I watched Maggie hang him and I wanted to cry. Not just for him, but because I knew she was making decisions that were going to make her just like the man she hates. I was watching my closest friend turn into someone I would eventually have to fight. But, John, I just stood there and watched and I felt all of it and I just couldn't cry, couldn't fight, couldn't argue. It's been like that ever since."