Faramir bows his head respectfully in return. "I am Faramir of Gondor, Captain of the White Tower and the Rangers of Ithilien, son of Denethor the Steward."
A shadow crosses his face at the end of the recitation. His father's death is so recent that for a moment he had forgotten it. Technically his own rank will have changed also...but not yet. He has not yet taken up his duties in the city, and the title of Captain sits far more easily on his shoulders than that of Steward.
Smoothly he continues, as though that shadowed thought had not troubled him. "Will you gift me with your name in return? I would consider it a great honor. I have met very few of the Eldar in my time."
More in case he just picks something up. ;)
A shadow crosses his face at the end of the recitation. His father's death is so recent that for a moment he had forgotten it. Technically his own rank will have changed also...but not yet. He has not yet taken up his duties in the city, and the title of Captain sits far more easily on his shoulders than that of Steward.
Smoothly he continues, as though that shadowed thought had not troubled him. "Will you gift me with your name in return? I would consider it a great honor. I have met very few of the Eldar in my time."