The lieutenant rolls his eyes at Richard's compliment.
"We are not traders. We are protectors of America, avenging the treason of the dark overlord Malice. The overlord you serve, the mutiny of the Shelters you carried out on the orders of that evil woman."

The stern stranger in black leans closer, talking deliberately, "Richard. Why have you chosen to serve the overlord? Do you not know of her evil? Why did you betray America?"