The lead hair.
Is he the idealistic soldier who steps forward when he hears the call? Or is he the brave soul who stands his ground while the others retreat?
Would I deny his nobility and strike down his impotence with one quick slice? Do I let him grow and attempt to thrive in a territory that he has been bold enough to settle for himself?
I know that his days are likely numbered. It seems cruel to cut short what we know will end soon through its natural course.
Live another day doomed soldier!