[The irony of the moniker's not lost on her, but perhaps more importantly neither is the name nor his occupation. She'd have to be deaf and blind not to heard of Jack (or perhaps just downright obtuse), though she never would have imagined to meet him out in idyllic bazaars of Leith.
Her posture doesn't change much - still stiff, still on guard - but there's new recognition clearly present on her face now.]
You're a long way from Old Town then, sir. Are you on vacation?
[She might be Company, but she's also military and some old habits die harder than others. He might not be her direct boss but he's still got more sway in Company operations than she does.]
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Her posture doesn't change much - still stiff, still on guard - but there's new recognition clearly present on her face now.]
You're a long way from Old Town then, sir. Are you on vacation?
[She might be Company, but she's also military and some old habits die harder than others. He might not be her direct boss but he's still got more sway in Company operations than she does.]