It's a difficult question, one Cao Pi has to mull over. First of all, who's even left? He's going to quietly hope that the deaths they witnessed down below are reversible, else he'll really miss Matt. "That depends on what sort of leadership you mean," he casually cautions. "Command of forces, the ability to give orders and advice and have them followed? Oh, quite a few. Yourself, of course, the Inspector, the Counselor, the...uh..." Ah, shit, he forgot Minimus' title. It's the wine. "Really, anyone already used to having people listen to them when they make a demand or a suggestion. But true leadership?" Slyly smirking over the rim of his glass. "None, I have to admit."