“I give ya mad props for hitting on Commander of all people.” When he heard it over the radio someone was hitting on the leader of the Protectors, Rail nearly couldn’t believe it! After all, who was wild enough to do such a thing to someone so stoic aside from himself? Of course, this left Rail wandering over to the cells in the castle and snatching the keys from the sleeping Protector to go whisk the interesting person away!

Wasn’t he kind?

There was a clink from the keys in his hand as he twirled them on his index finger, leaning against the cell bars at the blonde. “I can getcha some clothes that won’t get you arrested again if you come with me. Dunno if you can tell by now, but bright colors get you in t-r-o-u-b-l-e~”