You can tell him whatever you want; he is a piece of shit.
An old acquaintance of mine was in one of the Guards regiments; some upper class twit put him in charge of the stores, which he flogged off. Realising that this might have been a bit of an error, he legged it to France and joined the FFL. On discovering that everything was done in French or, as he put it, "I thought it was supposed to be a Foreign Legion; everything was in fucking French!", he deserted and made his way back to the UK, where he was promptly arrested and spent some time in the glasshouse. He is now strangely reluctant to go to France.