She leans in slightly though not to close, lowering her tone to a light whispers. “Remember Sam, you were once a first year too. “ Kiah knew how frightened a lot of the first years students were, perhaps having  someone to look up to could take a little of the fear away from them, and the prefect well being given the title alone would keep a few of the more timid first years from going to him for someone to look up to.  She smiles softly as she settled back straightening her stance.<br/><br/>“Could I ask a favor of you?”