[He does stand up again, his head still lowered. If they were from each others' worlds... well, they would know his outfit, his family colours. But they don't, so.
His face, when he raises it, is looking between the two of them.] My apologies, my Lord - my Lady. [He nods to both of them, in order.] For I am a sellsword - it has always been a little strange, speaking to somebody so high up. [Lies. He's used to talking to nobles - his hand tightens, as he almost considers telling them... no. He doesn't know what to do with his family name right now. Does it matter?] Though, I must admit... I do not know of your names, if you are from a different time then mine.
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If they were from each others' worlds... well, they would know his outfit, his family colours. But they don't, so.
His face, when he raises it, is looking between the two of them.]
My apologies, my Lord - my Lady. [He nods to both of them, in order.] For I am a sellsword - it has always been a little strange, speaking to somebody so high up. [Lies. He's used to talking to nobles - his hand tightens, as he almost considers telling them... no. He doesn't know what to do with his family name right now. Does it matter?]
Though, I must admit... I do not know of your names, if you are from a different time then mine.