"I prefer daggers," he says, his only admission to his stunted height. His gaze flicks to - well, wherever he supposes Piotr is carrying his seal dagger, if he's carrying the dagger at all. The same dagger that will be Miles' someday. But he straightens, intending to hold Piotr to his word, even if it's being given only as a distraction. "But I'll gladly assist Captain Vorinnis as well."
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"I prefer daggers," he says, his only admission to his stunted height. His gaze flicks to - well, wherever he supposes Piotr is carrying his seal dagger, if he's carrying the dagger at all. The same dagger that will be Miles' someday. But he straightens, intending to hold Piotr to his word, even if it's being given only as a distraction. "But I'll gladly assist Captain Vorinnis as well."