“Sorry darling, my morning voice is<em>dreadful</em>- didn’t mean to spook you,” he said with a lopsided grin. “You are very cute when you flail about, though.” He chuckled softly, his grin flashing a set of unusually pointy teeth. “Oh, what a stash you found!” He shrugged the tatty jacket he wore off and exchanged it for the decorated general’s jacket, tugging it into place. “Perfect!”<br/><br/>The appearance of  Captain Geil, pistols cocks, made Dim Hon stare for a moment, then point at the rows of fake medals. “I out-rank you!” he crowed. “Yes! Finally! Looting has paid off, at last!” Movement caught his eye, the sight of the air ship above listing too-and-fro very strange indeed. “Is your boat meant to be doing that?”<br/>