Leader: "Ah! But my name is not Victor!"

Advisor: "He's over there."

Cut to: Victor, in a corner, rocking. A drooling imbecile. (We do not explain where such a corner might exist on a battlefield, or how he got there.)

Cut back.

Leader: "Give me the damn quill."

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Got to make those TPS reports