[ The corner of his mouth flicks upwards in a crooked smile. He shakes his head. ]

Modesty is unbecoming, lovely. You know how I feel about that.

Months ago you told me you wanted to lead an army, and I scoffed at it because you had no experience to speak of. And then you did it, and they clamoured to follow you.

Remember all you know, and you'll be fine. I would have chosen you. [ A pause. ] I did choose you. I can believe the CDC could be wrong, but I'm certainly confident in my own choices.