Ironwood knows these kids are right and he hasn’t been acting in the best interests of his citizens; he’d have failed even if he wanted to focus on all of them at the expense of the rest of Remnant. He reaches across the aisle, makes plans to protect the most vulnerable first, but before he can shake hands a single chess piece lands in it, along with the knowledge that his enemy cannot be destroyed

His hand becomes a fist once more, his tyranny all the worse for the fear in his eyes.