M d'Passant, M. l'Dark, I know the fish-scrapers they hand out to you Marines are damnably heavy, but may I suggest that, if only as a novelty, you swing them around a bit more when in a fight. You both showed such a penchant for pretty footwork last month that I begin to suspect one of those famous regimental fetishes. Clothes make the man as they say, and I leave it to you to decide whether it is your boots I speak of when I say: "they were blunt, needed polishing up, smelled of a tannery, and required stitching after meeting me." I await further examples of your "toe"dying, if your souls are not yet too worn, Moreau.
