[Assuming no one fudges this by being overly aggressive, he'll continue on LARPing like he's this apparently-taller-man he's been mistaken for. Be gentle, he's a growing boy...]

I understand your apprehension, especially considering the situation afield. Times being what they are, I praise your caution.

[Breathe in, breathe out.]

The troops are waiting for their word to move out. If Ser Alec is incapable of giving the word, perhaps Ser Faust is?