[She tries the name out, and it unsurprisingly rolls off her tongue with ease, and for that very reason she frowns. Using someone's last name was a convention of sorts for her to remain impersonal. Professional. Distant. If you read between those subtle lines, you could usually tell how close Samus was to someone by what name she called them by. She assumed this was a typical convention of anyone with a background similair to her own, and finds this offering of his first name... warm.]
My former commanding officer's name was Adam.
[She offers as an explanation for the frown, sure he wouldn't miss it, or that past-tense. His was a name she referred to closely.
In spite of that she doesn't seem to let it affect her too long, managing eye contact and with a sort of bittersweet reprieve in her voice.]
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...Adam.
[She tries the name out, and it unsurprisingly rolls off her tongue with ease, and for that very reason she frowns. Using someone's last name was a convention of sorts for her to remain impersonal. Professional. Distant. If you read between those subtle lines, you could usually tell how close Samus was to someone by what name she called them by. She assumed this was a typical convention of anyone with a background similair to her own, and finds this offering of his first name... warm.]
My former commanding officer's name was Adam.
[She offers as an explanation for the frown, sure he wouldn't miss it, or that past-tense. His was a name she referred to closely.
In spite of that she doesn't seem to let it affect her too long, managing eye contact and with a sort of bittersweet reprieve in her voice.]
It's a good name.