[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=b8860b]Reginald Keystone[/color][/b][/i][/h1] [img]http://33.media.tumblr.com/76ca11af5771405a055ca9291e9e4b2b/tumblr_nvhilyU39J1qcxymno4_500.gif[/img][/center] [hr][center][color=b8860b][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Museum [color=b8860b][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [/center][hr][hr] Reginald gave Ms. Banoub's advice on the matter of Vera and Peter's mode of address all of the consideration he felt it deserved. Ordinarily, that would be a sharp word or two, followed by smug acceptance of the fact that the ways of the Kingdom served as an example to others, and word to the contrary was likely handed out by malcontents. He did have to admit to one point; to those sadly uninitiated to the ways of formal and informal address of those close to one's self, it might seem a trifle unseemly. To be fair to himself, this particular issue wasn't one that had come up before. Peter was presumed dead, lost in battle against the Kaiser's men. Vera was the closest thing he had to family on this continent, and they did have a close relationship. Not to mention their families agreed that he would watch over her, in his own way, so long as they were both in their present positions. So with careful consideration, Reginald looked upon the face that housed the sharp, unfiltered tongue of Ms. Banoub, smiled politely, and simply stated, [color=b8860b]"Quite."[/color] It was as much as he was willing to concede and showed a modicum of agreement. To conclude the exchange with Mr. Zalil, Reginald perked up his outward demeanor. [color=b8860b]"I cannot say whether the offering of Lady Munn's assistant is sufficient authority to allow my entry, however I cannot say that it is not. At the very least, it would mean that an employee in good standing with the Museum has offered his access, which takes applicable responsibility from myself if this indeed becomes a breach of protocol. I thank you, Mr. Zalil, and shall content myself with checking..."[/color] he thought back to the sections in Archives that had been mentioned, [color=b8860b]"...5VbC, unless there are any objections. Well then, let us be off!"[/color] The Lord Major nodded, pleased in his continuation of triumphant decision-making, and patted his clipboard in the palm of his hand.