[There's something about the way she says it–Sub-Commander–that brings about an epiphany.
He can't do this.
Not out of pity or guilt, but just because it's too funny. For how long she's been with him, for how long she's known him and still not being able to tell? With just a change of weapon and a strange helmet? It's too funny and the humor of the situation causes that small grin of his to blossom. He drops the sword and a mutter spreads through the crowd as it clatters to the ground.
The mercenaries are confused. Out of all the top officers, Baroona has a reputation. The quietest of the bunch, he's considered the most stern. It's rare the mercenaries ever see him happy, much less...
Baroona starts to laugh. It starts off as a chuckle with him bracing the helmet with a hand before it erupts into full laughter. The troops stand shocked. Only one is startled out of it when Baroona gestures to him to bring his weapons out.]
You really are an idiot.
[The troop bustles out, placing the cord of his knives in his outstretched hand and grabbing the fallen sword. Baroona drapes his cord around his neck, removing the helmet.]
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He can't do this.
Not out of pity or guilt, but just because it's too funny. For how long she's been with him, for how long she's known him and still not being able to tell? With just a change of weapon and a strange helmet? It's too funny and the humor of the situation causes that small grin of his to blossom. He drops the sword and a mutter spreads through the crowd as it clatters to the ground.
The mercenaries are confused. Out of all the top officers, Baroona has a reputation. The quietest of the bunch, he's considered the most stern. It's rare the mercenaries ever see him happy, much less...
Baroona starts to laugh. It starts off as a chuckle with him bracing the helmet with a hand before it erupts into full laughter. The troops stand shocked. Only one is startled out of it when Baroona gestures to him to bring his weapons out.]
You really are an idiot.
[The troop bustles out, placing the cord of his knives in his outstretched hand and grabbing the fallen sword. Baroona drapes his cord around his neck, removing the helmet.]
Did you even think about asking my name?