You were a runt, a rule breaker, nothing more than a hive world brat that got in fights one of those almost leading to your death, yet you were saved, by one of the Emperors own guards. At first you were thankful but now you had a destiny. You were stuck with a custode.

It had been days since that, and now there you were the custode with a light grasp on you as you tried to get out of it. You wanted to do something, but that usually involved you getting hurt, he couldn't let that happen.