He didn't recognize the insignia—but he recognized that it was an insignia. Another slight eyebrow arch, and, mirroring her, he opened his jacket to show her his ID transponder with its notation of his rank. Different than hers but perhaps along similar enough lines.
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2019-06-05 07:40 am (UTC)"How young did they get you?" he asked quietly.