Chapter 132: Packing Heat
Kellen felt his lip tremble as he exhaled, and the Captain came at Kellen like a bull in a china shop as soon as the doors were closed behind him. He wrapped his arms around him, giving him a tight squeeze.
"You did amazing." He told him, and Kellen felt his arms shake as he hugged him back.
"Yeah, you didn’t scream at anyone, you didn’t make anyone bleed. A win in my books." Hill teased as Kellen held onto the Captain like a lifeline. His arms around him were so comforting, and he shakily exhaled again.
"You held it together Kellen. I’m actually very proud of you." Pamela’s voice was full of warmth, and he nodded, still holding onto the Captain. He chuckled.
"How angry were you?" He teased and Kellen sniffed.
"Very. I wanted to be just as violent as they expected me to be." Hill chuckled.
"Well, you aren’t packing anything, so I doubt you’ll be able to. Just leave that up to the real Espers." Hill teased, and Kellen froze. When he didn’t respond, Hill spoke again. "I was joking. Kellen, you don’t have a gun on you right now, right?" He didn’t say anything again and Kellen felt the Captain reach around to the back of his pants. He pulled at the waistband before pulling out the gun he had there. Hill snorted, while Pamela groaned.
"Why do you have that?" She demanded and he shrugged.
"Captain warned me that some of the terrorists might have snuck in, so I wanted to be prepared. There are civilians among the reporters, and even if they are idiots, they still deserve to live and be safe."