"Perhaps they've gone incognito with the assumption we'd not recognize them with their jackets reversed." Balthier nearly drops the thermos in the middle of passing it over to Jacob. "Init -"
Balthier was, after all, fairly lucky in the army. He jumped up to a pretty high rank, and he was young enough that bullying or the like wasn't really possible since he was basically his father or someone else's project most of the time.
The army also tended to be pretty strict on emphasizing professionalism and a feeling of community and friendship in the ranks. After all, from what Gabranth said, the turnover was so bad that you already had some tension just due to the Archadian xenophobia meeting up with the problem that there was not enough "true" Archadians to be in the army.
Still, honestly, Balthier knows he's a bit tense right now and feeling the air for danger as it is, without adding more unknowns to the list to fear. "What initiation are you talking about?"