[ This is all very unprecedented. Little's Lieutenant's Manual certainly never prepared him for such a thing! As the youth swipes at his eye, smudging the lining there, it's truly clarified — he was painting his face... in his culture, this is what ladies of the night do...
He stares at him for a long moment, before blinking. ]
Ah— First Lieutenant Edward Little of Her Majesty's Royal Navy. I served aboard Terror. [ Since there are men from multiple ships around here... best to clarify....
The lengthy title itself comes out naturally, like it's a part of his name more than anything. Like it's a fact about himself, recited as easily as anything, without thought necessary beforehand. Edward stands there, awkwardly, and then thrusts out a gloved hand as though to shake. ]
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He stares at him for a long moment, before blinking. ]
Ah— First Lieutenant Edward Little of Her Majesty's Royal Navy. I served aboard Terror. [ Since there are men from multiple ships around here... best to clarify....
The lengthy title itself comes out naturally, like it's a part of his name more than anything. Like it's a fact about himself, recited as easily as anything, without thought necessary beforehand. Edward stands there, awkwardly, and then thrusts out a gloved hand as though to shake. ]