"Mm, a friend. I should like to see a person who would call you friend. Is there such a creature?"
For one second Joachim thought he might actually strike the boy, but he restrained himself. This was not the way he normally behaved, and he felt more out of sorts with each passing moment. The men he served with would not recognize him like this.
"Turn out your pockets, sir." Oh, but he was being terrible, and for no reason that he could discern. "I would see that you have nothing that belongs to someone else."