
Something about Dubcricus's demeanor, aside from the choking superiority complex, causes Meinhardt a great deal of consternation.
Something from his past, something he couldn't quite remember ...
"Son ... sorry, Dubricus ... I see no need to engage your services as leader. We have a diverse set of skills and by no means are lacking in the capacity for logical thinking."
"You lack what some of us already possess, age and experience. However, you seem capable and I am sure would provide ample value to us in an advisory role."
He nods is head slightly and peers about the table, gauging the other's reactions.