[center]Ken Black [/center]

Ken was unprepared for what he assumed was some other officer to pat him on the back, he especially didn't expect one the officer to be what looked like a high school girl. He looked around, half expecting some mother to call the girl back, but no, she apparently belonged here, to his surprise. The more pressing issue was that he was letting his anxiety show to the point of it was obvious that he was distressed. [color=8493ca][i]I can't be showing my fear so much as an officer. I'm supposed to inspire a feeling of safety in people, not look like some scared little kid...[/i][/color]  He thought to himself, disappointed.

Ken then quickly remembered she asked him a question. [color=8493ca]"It's joyous indeed... As for why I'm uneasy, I'm just worried thay something could happen to the prime minister, and also wondering why I was assigned here. I'm sure tons of his guards have amazing abilities. I'm just able to get up after being hit really hard, I couldn't do very much if some crazy person came here..."[/color] Ken replied, trailing off worriedly. He felt ridiculous the more he spoke. Was there a point in being worried with so many people here to protect the prime minister? Here was some girl who isn't even fazed, yet he was being such a worry wart. He needed to really stop being such a wuss.