Vaulting Ambition

Saru: Lieutenant Tyler is in distress. He... thinks he is a Klingon.

L'Rell: [growls] Then he has awoken.

Saru: I do not know what your people had planned for him, but this cannot have been it. You must be able to help him.

L'Rell: There is nothing to help. Beneath that man's inferior carriage is a devoted warrior, who has sacrificed everything, and T'Kuvma's chosen successor. He will light the way for his race. He will win this war.

Saru: I guess you didn't hear the news. The Discovery was thrown into a parallel universe. Here, the war is over. And you lost.

L'Rell: Lies.

Saru: I wish they were. But the war, and all your devious designs, mean nothing now. All that remains is the suffering of an individual I suspect you care for. Now, I do not know where your Voq ends and our Tyler begins, but they're both in jeopardy. The question is, will you ease their pain?

L'Rell: The one you call Tyler was captured in battle at the Binary Stars. We harvested his DNA, reconstructed his consciousness, and rebuilt his memory. We modified Voq into a shell that appears human. We grafted his psyche into Tyler's, and in so doing, Voq has given his body and soul for our ideology. If he suffers for that choice, so be it. He accepted that suffering in order to best the enemy. That is what it means to be a soldier. That - is - war.