Cyrdic had seen men like this in the Ostland military. Most of them were often popular with the troops. Boisterous and hardy men, never backing down from a fight and being far more cunning than you'd expect. But outside of campaign, and in his own room, having his title questioned and his food eaten, Cyrdic was annoyed to say the least. The man hadn't even given Camilla time to cover up, so the covers had to do, and Cyrdic hadn't particularly liked the servant, but... 

"Aye, that's me." Cyrdic said. He spoke slowly and curtly, to show he didn't care too much for the man's attitude. He had half a mind to take the man's mug from him, but decided against it for now. "Need something, Captain?"

"Heard you and the beauty were good at what you do," Reiner said. "Namely surviving and getting things done." 

"Word spreads quickly," Cyrdic said. 

"Fucking with a baron of Ostland and living to tell the bloody tale certainly does, and befriending Boris Todbringer." 

"Like I said, what do you want?"
[@Penny]