He smirked at the name. Maker, when had anyone ever called him that? Possibly some childhood friends, definitely his mother a time or two. It was fun having room to show a side of himself that rarely came out to play.

"Did I ever. Recruits do everything, scrub dishes, cook, do laundry, clean out chamber pots." He made a face. "Fortunately, no. I left all of that behind me with the privilege of rank, although if I had my own kitchen I doubt I'd have servants. I'd never be home enough to justify the expense."