Basch fon Ronsenburg

The military... I see. I've only met a few, myself.

[he's... not met that many people overall, but that isn't the point. that comment pulls a little pursed frown to his lips though.]

Is there something about being examined that should harm one's dignity? [an honest question. the fact that he's naked is practically immaterial to Olivine—honestly it doesn't even seem to have entered his head as a potential issue since they started walking. it's just them and the wildlife out here, approaching a nicely shaded stream.] Thank you, though.