[It helps that this seems to be the extent of his annoyance, really. Luke was preparing himself for much worse than someone who's just... pleased enough to have someone following his orders. Sort of. Maybe the conservatory pollen is starting to affect him too.
Honestly, he can't blame the other for balking at the designation of Master, either. He's much of the same mind—he's gotten used to "boss" and that should be more than enough, personally. Anyway, it's neither here nor there. Luke nods his acknowledgement.]
Narumi, then. [simply because it's the first name he offered. He's a little curious—the name sounds distinctly Koufu-jou or Cloud Island, he thinks, so it's a little funny how much overlap there is.] In that case: please consider my services as a mercenary officially hired. My name is Luke, and I will serve you until you're satisfied.
[this is a departure from the petty sort of childishness from before. It isn't coldly spoken, but rigid, professional, like it was a real contract.
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Honestly, he can't blame the other for balking at the designation of Master, either. He's much of the same mind—he's gotten used to "boss" and that should be more than enough, personally. Anyway, it's neither here nor there. Luke nods his acknowledgement.]
Narumi, then. [simply because it's the first name he offered. He's a little curious—the name sounds distinctly Koufu-jou or Cloud Island, he thinks, so it's a little funny how much overlap there is.] In that case: please consider my services as a mercenary officially hired. My name is Luke, and I will serve you until you're satisfied.
[this is a departure from the petty sort of childishness from before. It isn't coldly spoken, but rigid, professional, like it was a real contract.
He is being paid for it, after all.]