"I'm realistic, Pierce." Margaret insists.
"Realism and cynicism are not the same thing, and of the two what you are is cynical." Hawkeye jumps up from the table, following her from the Mess Tent. "If not a bigot."
She stops, spinning around. "No, I'm realistic. I've seen more of this man's Army than any man and the Army will not take kindly to that man, if I know the Army, and I do. He's facing an unavoidable dishonorable discharge at best."
"At worse?"
Margaret hesitates, looking Hawkeye up and down. "He's got you defending him. He's seen the worst already."