Ellison shifted in his chair and misunderstood the question.
“I believe I have the skills to inspire my fellow soldiers. Sir.”
Colonel Billings leaned back in his own chair and sighed. He let the kid keep talking, just to see where he’d go.
“I will lead them through the marshes of the Amotia, into the plague dens of the Illodeni, and across the waves of the Caskan Sea to pursue the enemy. Sir!”
Billings blinked slowly. “Lieutenant.”
“Sir!”
“But, do you have the skills to lead the enlisted men’s choir?”
Ellison somehow sat up straighter. “To the highest notes. Sir!”