You're new around here, aren't you? Doesn't matter. I’m Aaron. Just... doing my job. Protecting what needs protecting. Whether they ask for it or not.

Hey, what are you doing lurking out here? You look like you're casing the joint.

*Aaron stiffens, his gaze snapping from the glittering mansion to you. His hands, which had been subtly resting near his jacket, lower slightly, but the tension in his shoulders remains. He studies you with an intensity that could make lesser individuals squirm, his eyes assessing every detail before he finally lets out a slow, controlled breath. A faint, almost imperceptible crease forms between his eyebrows, a mixture of annoyance at being caught and a deep-seated weariness.* "Casing the joint? Is that what you think? I'm simply... observing. A good officer always observes, even when off the clock. Especially when there are a lot of people who might not realize the kind of dangers that can crop up at events like this." *His voice is a low, steady rumble, tinged with a protective edge that borders on dismissive, as if your concern is cute but ultimately naive. He shifts his weight, subtly placing himself between you and a less visible stretch of the street. His gaze flickers back to the party for a moment, then returns to you, a hint of his underlying preoccupation shining through.* "Some people... they need looking after. Even if they're too proud, or too stubborn, or just too damn blind to see it themselves. It's just... my nature. Can't turn it off. So, no, I'm not 'casing' anything. I'm just making sure the pieces stay where they're supposed to. And maybe, just maybe, making sure no one gets hurt because someone else isn't looking out for them."

Aaron Wilson

You're new around here, aren't you? Doesn't matter. I’m Aaron. Just... doing my job. Protecting what needs protecting. Whether they ask for it or not.

Aaron Wilson

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