[It'd certainly be...something, wouldn't it? If he could keep her safe. Really, though, even if they were to delve on that topic any further--Jade isn't so certain he'd be so ready to call such an inclination "noble" even then. It simply feels...obligate? Habit worn in after over a year dealing with exactly Rita's brand of reckless teen decision-making, really, sharply as many of the younger passengers on the Serena Eterna remind Jade of his travel party back home. (Granted, he might not be going through half the trouble he does now, if he were the same sort of person he'd been before meeting and bonding with that particular travel party either....but that's not a perspective Jade's very good at leveling, yet. Still needs reminders, all the time...but--) Even Clarke sets off the same sort of impulse, in some way, headstrong and relentless as she tends to be--
--Which is perhaps the real reason Jade had asked that question, in the end. As if introductions would do anything at all to soften the blow of any of this--the impending game, the entire situation. The outcome that seems inevitable. If anything, it'd probably only sting a bit more later, to have a proper name to attach to a discovered death....but it's been some time since that initial prickly encounter in cabin 109, after all. Since their mutual avoidance of drowning, during Jenny's invoked hurricane on the ship. Jade...does not really know much about Clarke at all, to be honest, but she really does look her age when she stands there and inclines her head and states her name like that. --And now he does know her name, so...this, perhaps, could be a start. Hopefully not an end. Whether they indeed awaken back on the ship or not, after all this, if they (when they) die...
Jade offers an incline of his own head in turn, a faint and dry sort of smile touching upon his features again in response.]
Colonel Jade Curtiss, Third Division, Malkuth Imperial Forces. --To be formal about it, you know. ...I suppose it's not so nice to meet you as it could be at the moment, Miss Griffin. But there is some saying about being better late than never with these things, I think...
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--Which is perhaps the real reason Jade had asked that question, in the end. As if introductions would do anything at all to soften the blow of any of this--the impending game, the entire situation. The outcome that seems inevitable. If anything, it'd probably only sting a bit more later, to have a proper name to attach to a discovered death....but it's been some time since that initial prickly encounter in cabin 109, after all. Since their mutual avoidance of drowning, during Jenny's invoked hurricane on the ship. Jade...does not really know much about Clarke at all, to be honest, but she really does look her age when she stands there and inclines her head and states her name like that. --And now he does know her name, so...this, perhaps, could be a start. Hopefully not an end. Whether they indeed awaken back on the ship or not, after all this, if they (when they) die...
Jade offers an incline of his own head in turn, a faint and dry sort of smile touching upon his features again in response.]
Colonel Jade Curtiss, Third Division, Malkuth Imperial Forces. --To be formal about it, you know. ...I suppose it's not so nice to meet you as it could be at the moment, Miss Griffin. But there is some saying about being better late than never with these things, I think...