"I've been to Zha'ha'dum," the crowd rippled, eager faces staring up at him, "I've seen the face of the enemy and survived."
"Your asking ask to die for your quest!" A Drazi shouted from the crowd.
"I'm not asking," John shouted back, "I'm demanding."
Now even Delenn looked puzzled.
"This quest isn't just about me, or even Earth, hell it's about all of us." He gripped the rails and looked down at them all, begging and pleading for them to understand, "Do you know what I believe?"
They shook their heads.
"I believe it is our fate to be here. It is our destiny. I believe this fight holds, for each and every one of us, the very meaning of our lives. This is a war and we are soldiers. What if tomorrow the war could be over? Isn't that worth fighting for? Isn't that worth dying for?"