[ Tazim was studying the other with an intense look of scrutiny- everything from the shape of the other's nose to his missing arm to the exact cut of his robe. Searching for any recognition, or any flaw in the uniform that might have given the other away as an imposter. But there was something oddly familiar about the other that Tazim just couldn't quite manage to place, and he narrowed his eyes, frowning just slightly. ]

It is impolite to demand to know a name, without first introducing yourself. [ The younger man chided. ] However, given the circumstances I shall make an exception to your rudeness. [ The sarcasm was light, but it was there. Bitch has sass. ]

I am Tazim. Now I think, it is your turn. [ He watched the other closely, wondering if the other would give him this. ]