Vincent had quietly smiled when Kira had volunteered to help. After the Warden had opened the cell doors of the prisoners who were going to help with the clean up, he quickly made sure that Kira was assigned to him. A group of guards lead the prisoners up and down the ship as they carried the deceased guards and prisoners alike down to the morgue. After they had moved most of the bodies down there, he called Kira to him.<strong>“Follow me prisoner!” </strong>His tone was strict and stern, but his eyes soft and gentle. He grabbed her by the wrist and lead her into a small storage room near the morgue. The strong smell of chemicals hung in the air, but he ignored it. Instead he wrapped his arms around Kira’s slender frame and pulled the girl into his chest. Out of sight from the other guards, he should have a few private moments with the girl, his protégé.<br/><br/>He pressed his lips onto her forehead and whispered.<strong> “Are you alright sweetie? Didn’t the attack startle you too much? I worried about you when the hull was breached…”</strong>The warmth of her body up against his did little to dissuade his arousal. The adrenaline from the attack and the way the Warden had acted had already made him quite titillated as it was. He moved forward a few steps, trapping her body in between the wall and his broad frame. His breath was hot on her face and he locked eyes with hers. She was so beautiful, so innocent, so grotesquely out of place in this prison… He brushed a strand of blonde hair out of her eyes and pressed a little kiss on the top of her nose.<br/>