[Again, the feeling of surreality I'll take it plain, as if these things could matter to him, as if it'll make any difference. The disparity between one situation and the next, Sui Feng's assertions, this man's attempts at civility-- it's a gulf he doesn't know how to cross. It'd be easier, he thinks, if Julius were to give him orders, talk at him rather than to him, create a sense of cohesion that would be easier to understand.
But he doesn't, offers something else instead, a step closer to informality and beneath the impassive surface something prickles and creeps in him, the vague suspicion that it's some sort of assessment he ought not to fail. Still. He supposes there's only one way to test the boundaries laid out for him, to see where he fits in the order of things, and so finally he smiles.
It's small and sharp, a little strange.]
She didn't do anything out of the ordinary. A little fiercer than anticipated, perhaps, but nothing too unexpected.
[He shrugs-- it could have been worse. He'd once had a temporary Handler who cut him with Dog Bite on their first meeting, just to see what would happen. At least Sui Feng only threatened to do it, even if it's a threat he wholeheartedly believes.]
Duty before anything else is an admirable trait.
[Something he strives for himself. Succeeds at, for the most part. As for the statement about being seen as a comrade--well. He doesn't address it for the moment. Isn't sure how to. Not yet.]
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[Again, the feeling of surreality I'll take it plain, as if these things could matter to him, as if it'll make any difference. The disparity between one situation and the next, Sui Feng's assertions, this man's attempts at civility-- it's a gulf he doesn't know how to cross. It'd be easier, he thinks, if Julius were to give him orders, talk at him rather than to him, create a sense of cohesion that would be easier to understand.
But he doesn't, offers something else instead, a step closer to informality and beneath the impassive surface something prickles and creeps in him, the vague suspicion that it's some sort of assessment he ought not to fail. Still. He supposes there's only one way to test the boundaries laid out for him, to see where he fits in the order of things, and so finally he smiles.
It's small and sharp, a little strange.]
She didn't do anything out of the ordinary. A little fiercer than anticipated, perhaps, but nothing too unexpected.
[He shrugs-- it could have been worse. He'd once had a temporary Handler who cut him with Dog Bite on their first meeting, just to see what would happen. At least Sui Feng only threatened to do it, even if it's a threat he wholeheartedly believes.]
Duty before anything else is an admirable trait.
[Something he strives for himself. Succeeds at, for the most part. As for the statement about being seen as a comrade--well. He doesn't address it for the moment. Isn't sure how to. Not yet.]