What would you tell them? I do that with my boss on occasion. He's no Richard Branson unfortunately: Whole different personality. But I'm a mouse. Guy at the bottom. No "undercover boss", that would be pointless. Still he's up there in the stratosphere and me trying to make a living here under the level you normally find petroleum. What good can come out of this?
Also when I say mouse think more this: Than what you have in mind about creatures dwelling at a normal (stress) pressure level.
As an outreaching guy and trying to overcome the stereotypes I am not and I repeat, am not like this guy: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vlad_the_Impaler But can't deny history.
I liked "Game of Thrones" a lot not necessarily only because it's a pale representation of what happened here already. If you like "Game of Thrones" then you should also be accustomed with my nation being known for "not known the last time they ended a war on the same side they started it". Yet we're Papal bodyguards.
Think of us as the bodyguards of https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philip_II_of_Macedon Our shame can not be erased. Until or unless.
I should probably end this here but: 1) I live in a fragile construct after 1000s of years of brutal war. 2) It's the safest place to live in the world at the moment. 3) It's not gonna last but from this point you can send operations all over the world and to the closest outer planets.
If you didn't know why Russian command thought it's better to instead focus on achievement than on retribution, you should see what happened in those forests.