"To have someone behind me." He answers immediately. "Even in court, I find myself backing against walls and placing myself where no-one can stand behind me. It grows less so with drink so at parties I can make myself forget a little but there are other times it becomes very hard not to feel panic rise in me."

"Castor, my Emperor's first guard has noticed. He is a good man and one I trust deeply. He slew the man who cut me." He gestures to his back and the faint scar that now sits in place of the gash the doctor stitched. "If he sees that I am uncomfortable, he places himself behind me. He is broad and tall and not unlike a wall himself." A care Sinric is very grateful for.