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A single nod was offered to Tyranis in exchange for his rank. Infantry Officer. Everywhere had different names for their ranks, but this seemed more official than he'd been used to as if he were a part of some kind of military or war pack. Carthage didn't mind - the name suited him well he thought. He'd do his best to prove he can be his own man aside from Hannibal, but he still remained loyal to the Kleins and felt somewhat tugged in either direction.

The possible rise in rank Tyranis mentioned stuck in the back of his mind as he gave a fleeting glance back to him as Hannibal moved off, wanting to show Carthage around the pack grounds. Carthage was content exploring on his own terms, since he'd just traveled for many weeks he wanted to rest. It seemed he wouldn't be getting much of that just yet, but he figured catching up with his brother was a good excuse. He wondered what Hannibal knew about their siblings, if anything. Any amount of information was news to Carthage, so he hoped Hannibal knew something. Keeping quiet as he followed Hannibal off, he wondered what this meant for them. Was Hannibal really bowing to another man, or was this some act of fake loyalty? Tyranis seemed alright, but he wondered if Hannibal had ulterior motives.

"Speech!"
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