[ In response to that little camp performance, By lifts his eyebrows, tilts his head very slightly to the side, lets out a short huff of acknowledgment. He knows it's all ridiculous. He's spent enough time with galactics - and is, himself, self-aware and cynical enough to know - that all of this is ridiculous. But even a fish that hates swimming still lives in water. ]
This is how it comes into it. [ He lifts his fingers to Prior's hand - not urging on that touch, not pulling it away. Just holding it there. ] I live to serve, you see. [ A private joke - that is the ImpSec motto and slogan - but...true, as well. He lifts his eyes to Prior's, then. He looks a bit tired. ]
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This is how it comes into it. [ He lifts his fingers to Prior's hand - not urging on that touch, not pulling it away. Just holding it there. ] I live to serve, you see. [ A private joke - that is the ImpSec motto and slogan - but...true, as well. He lifts his eyes to Prior's, then. He looks a bit tired. ]