[Jon frowns, but he takes the elegant hand extended to him and he realizes somewhat belatedly the sort of scene it makes. As if he were a supplicant. His face gets hot and he rather pointedly keeps his eyes on the man's face.]
Please, Brigadier General... sir... I'm--I'm humbly asking for your favor.
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Please, Brigadier General... sir... I'm--I'm humbly asking for your favor.
[God, he just wants to get through this.]