[This is extremely news to her. Ren has a... persona? She searches for what that might mean and-
'I'll be Major Greeneyes, Merc,' Warwick tells her as he tugs the military jacket he's kept hidden under his blankets out to show her. His eyes are sparkling in the candlelight, the only illumination in his room on the upper floors of the abbey. 'You get to be Sergeant Mayweather. We'll do it just like in the stories!'
Right. Right, it must be some sort of pretend, like playing at being Major Greeneyes. Ren seems a little old for that, but Mercy's not going to stamp down on his fun, she just smiles at him.]
Oh, aye! That does sound like a good idea. You found anything, yet? Any clever tricks he's got for fighting this sleeping sickness?
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'I'll be Major Greeneyes, Merc,' Warwick tells her as he tugs the military jacket he's kept hidden under his blankets out to show her. His eyes are sparkling in the candlelight, the only illumination in his room on the upper floors of the abbey. 'You get to be Sergeant Mayweather. We'll do it just like in the stories!'
Right. Right, it must be some sort of pretend, like playing at being Major Greeneyes. Ren seems a little old for that, but Mercy's not going to stamp down on his fun, she just smiles at him.]
Oh, aye! That does sound like a good idea. You found anything, yet? Any clever tricks he's got for fighting this sleeping sickness?