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His eyes cut sharply over to her as she answered in clipped tones, but she softened up soon enough, and he was placated. Well, somewhat. She got a dig in at him and seemed embarrassed about it; he let out a bawdy laugh--sorry, turkeys--at her tacked-on 'sir,' face stretching wide in a grin.

Please, god, don't call me sir, Verx chortled, shaking his head. It automatically makes me feel old as fuck, and like--I'm not ready for that. Finally aware of how loud he was being, he fell quiet with a mortified look of his own, teeth gritting tight in a grimace. Shit. Sorry, he hissed. Told you I'm terrible at this.

He glanced toward the girl again, expression softening again. You got a name, kru? Welcome aboard, by the way.