[The response, this time, is immediate from everyone: they're all straightening up, stiff as soldiers in ranks, then bowing once before breaking off. What Brigade may notice is the fact that the arrogant ones tend to stick together, even if they're making a big show out of not liking each other. The rest at least attempt to mingle.
Now Maes is going to choose this time to approach. Coming up from behind you and clapping you on the shoulder.]
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Now Maes is going to choose this time to approach. Coming up from behind you and clapping you on the shoulder.]
Top of the morning to you, Brigade.
[No, you did not hear him coming.]