Lion Head Mesa Sips froth from soft, warm joe

He was confused by his friend's words, and it likely showed on his face. He frowned and tilted his head a little. I'm not sure I know what you mean, he stated. You being my friend does not change my rank or yours. It does not excuse us from our duties. 

Sayf took a step closer, his ears falling. I know you don't want the things from me that most others do, but if you ever did, I would serve you willingly. It makes me happy to help others. To the fellahin that was how he could support his friend—that or any other way that was suitable to the mazoi.