[Kratos is arranging things more properly in his hands when he gives Yuan a baffled look.]
Of course. It's the only other bedroom in the suite; where else would you sleep?
[... Does he want to know what Yuan was expecting? He isn't sure, and there isn't time. Kratos shakes his head.]
Regardless. I'll be back as soon as I can.
[He has Words to say to some people, and he leaves the suite with Striding Intent. On the way down to the quartermaster's he snags a runner to a) prioritise the delivery of the letters; and b) have someone bring something easy to digest up to his suite. He explicitly states that 'easy to digest' does not mean cream, honey, or anything which might be construed as sensual. Fruit and bread and nuts.
[Then it's to the quartermaster's, and that's an awkward conversation. For her. For Kratos it's flatly stern. This isn't how he was planning to exercise his newly gained authority, but it's too important to not. He gets different clothes for Yuan, with spares to be sent up later. He makes it Very Clear that the quartermaster is not to send out such clothes as a default. In any circumstance. He does not ask who has asked for them -- yet. He's going to give the people in his regiment chances to do what they should have been doing anyway, before the breaches of privacy comes in.
[He just needs to figure out how, first. His new lieutenant -- Leda -- might have more ideas.
[Then Kratos returns to his suite, much more appropriate attire in hand, and enters briskly.]
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Of course. It's the only other bedroom in the suite; where else would you sleep?
[... Does he want to know what Yuan was expecting? He isn't sure, and there isn't time. Kratos shakes his head.]
Regardless. I'll be back as soon as I can.
[He has Words to say to some people, and he leaves the suite with Striding Intent. On the way down to the quartermaster's he snags a runner to a) prioritise the delivery of the letters; and b) have someone bring something easy to digest up to his suite. He explicitly states that 'easy to digest' does not mean cream, honey, or anything which might be construed as sensual. Fruit and bread and nuts.
[Then it's to the quartermaster's, and that's an awkward conversation. For her. For Kratos it's flatly stern. This isn't how he was planning to exercise his newly gained authority, but it's too important to not. He gets different clothes for Yuan, with spares to be sent up later. He makes it Very Clear that the quartermaster is not to send out such clothes as a default. In any circumstance. He does not ask who has asked for them -- yet. He's going to give the people in his regiment chances to do what they should have been doing anyway, before the breaches of privacy comes in.
[He just needs to figure out how, first. His new lieutenant -- Leda -- might have more ideas.
[Then Kratos returns to his suite, much more appropriate attire in hand, and enters briskly.]