[ He has to force down the smirk alive in his blood, affecting a wide-eyed, soft-voiced sight who halts and turns back to look at his captain with nervous devotion in his gaze, lips bitten red and shining. He swallows for effect. ]
Sorry, sir. [ It's coquettish and entirely contrived when he looks down and up. ] It's been a day. May I ... ?
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Sorry, sir. [ It's coquettish and entirely contrived when he looks down and up. ] It's been a day. May I ... ?