Her eyes followed both of the officers as they spoke in turn. The one that told her the directions was very causal the way he spoke to her. “Thank you,” she said looking straight at him, and waited a moment to see if he had anything else to add, because she thought he was showing her a little bit of disrespect, especially in front of the newly minted ensign.
“The next time you speak with a higher ranking officer, you will ,” her eyes narrowed, “show them due respect and address them by using ‘sir’. Is that clear?” Her aristocratic accent was clearly of someone from the landowners – class on Aerilon.
She glanced over to the Ensign, and her eyes soften. “Ensign, congratulation and be mindful of your responsibilities,” she nodded.