(it's not his prepared title, nor is it his family name, but it is milder than "m'lord," and "you bitch." thinks briefly on the boy-spider, wondering where he's wound up. dead, probably. too bad.

raises his chin despite their slight difference in height, scrutinizing him.)

A mercenary. (looks away, having obviously come to some conclusion as he continues to a ledge sitting just atop the water's surface.) I respect the profession. The services you offer as a self-made man are in high demand, where you come from?