Jusik was watching the exchange with an expression that suggested he was both excited and aware that the stakes had just been raised. They were subverting democracy in one sense, but they were also saving their political masters from a decision they could never be seen to take, yet had to.
And I think this is where my distaste for these kinds of novels, (gritty war stories,) comes from. The justifications. This is not a slight to Traviss' work. Nor do I believe this doesn't happen, but nowadays I'd tather read other stories by and large.
