[ It doesn't really occur to Iain to question the answer, perhaps because it's not like he's got much invested in the answer. All the same, there is another little internal huh, vague, indifferent. Not great with small talk, for a waiter, bit of a weird blurb at the end there.
No cognitive dissonance, though, there must be plenty of mildly awkward waiters, and it's not like he should be judging. Iain pokes at the artificial eggs with his fork. ]
Soldier.
[ Again, he might not ordinarily be so forthright, if he wasn't pretty sure Merlin isn't about to ask him for his rank or unit or whatever it is actual military personnel, as opposed to brainwashed cultist soldiers, have. And it goes some way to explaining how accepting he is of missions. ]
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No cognitive dissonance, though, there must be plenty of mildly awkward waiters, and it's not like he should be judging. Iain pokes at the artificial eggs with his fork. ]
Soldier.
[ Again, he might not ordinarily be so forthright, if he wasn't pretty sure Merlin isn't about to ask him for his rank or unit or whatever it is actual military personnel, as opposed to brainwashed cultist soldiers, have. And it goes some way to explaining how accepting he is of missions. ]
Little bit exciting, not overflowing with thanks.