Henry hadn't quite figured out what the colours meant but he noted the man's age and the pips about his collar. He had more than anyone else in uniform and could only assume it meant he was a higher rank than the others. The names of the ranks had been thrown about between people and while Henry didn't know the other exactly, he had a rough idea by who was called what and how many pips they had.

It wasn't long before someone called the man Captain and Henry wrote that down instantly. And as he walked towards him, Henry made an effort to smile at the man. He wouldn't say anything or draw attention to himself, but a small boy with a backpack and a notebook might be interesting enough for the captain to say something instead.