"'Sir' is not reserved for knights, nobles or kings. Power is only an illusion, Raine." Laurin musedalong with a ghost sound spell, to make it sound as though spirits were speaking with her and amoungst themselves when she paused. "But it is an illusion generated by strength. Your experience, your strength, has earned you a place of command over these men, has it not?" She paused to lock eye-contact with each warrior. "But they would not follow unless they respected you." Her tone shifted, sounding cross. "I did not call you 'sir' because I fancy you a knight, I did so because I thought you deserved a certain level of respect. Or was I mistaken?" When Laurin stopped speaking, the spirit sound began to trail off, not quite leaving the room but not as intense when she spoke.