[ 'Sir'. There's something aristocratic about the way Julius says it, and Hanzo hasn't seen fit to correct him or impose another way of speaking to him thus far—
—except, well. Now that they're in 'enemy' territory, with enmity permeating through every street corner, it would probably be prudent not to draw upon hierarchies so liberally. The Resistance is already on edge, so better not to call attention to themselves too much.
A nod in return for the greeting, before Hanzo turns his attention to his surroundings. ]
'Hanzo'.
[ He corrects, looking just slightly amused enough that the sentiment reaches his eyes. It comes and goes. ] Unless you would subject me to the ire of the wolves first.
[ Don't make him an easy target, Julius!!! SMH!! ]
no subject
—except, well. Now that they're in 'enemy' territory, with enmity permeating through every street corner, it would probably be prudent not to draw upon hierarchies so liberally. The Resistance is already on edge, so better not to call attention to themselves too much.
A nod in return for the greeting, before Hanzo turns his attention to his surroundings. ]
'Hanzo'.
[ He corrects, looking just slightly amused enough that the sentiment reaches his eyes. It comes and goes. ] Unless you would subject me to the ire of the wolves first.
[ Don't make him an easy target, Julius!!! SMH!! ]