He looked over and rose an eyebrow, he welid and blade as sharp as it could be...and yes it was sheathed, just his hand was placed on it, and his armor glistened as the light slipped through the cracks in the ceiling
"Hmm? Is there anything you need Ezr-, -ahem-, Prince?"
"Prince, you have no reason to ask me, All you must do is allow me to come with, after all, I am your bodyguard, so where you go I must-, Yawnnnn, F-Follow"
"...Well sure, as long as I protect the one I am loyal too, I will do as I must and do as much as I can, My blade is yours and will always be yours..-"
