A Kingdom of Iron Oxide

[Reeves]

He permitted an amused exhale at his mispronunciation but otherwise took it in stride. "Of course, Heikkinen." This time he made sure to get it right, not requiring more than just the one correction to get the dialect down to a large extent. There was even the vaguest of notions that the Commander knew Rheinland's native language. But what was more was the visible respect and even reverence people of all stripes appeared to give him. His tenure couldn't have been insignificant in duration or impact for people this free spirited to be content to defer to him.

This was no different or more apparent than in the messhall, because Damien and his apparent comrade were allowed to skip the line. Though despite this offer, he strictly refused and waited his turn before nudging Heikkinen to go first and work through the selection of the limited food items they had on display. The truly surprising fact was that genuine eggs were in stock, the apparent source of them was entirely unknown.

"I'll go save a seat while you pick out what you want." With that he lazily walked off to go lounge on an empty bench.