I slowly walked up to the bodyguard, put my hands on my hips and blurted out, seemingly breaking into a stupid squeal: “Let’s get this straight first!” I'm a reporter and you work for me! Please leave your commanding habits. Go there, get up at such and such a time, etc., to which you are accustomed. Perhaps your other charges were listening... Before you could continue, Els’ powerful hand lay on your waist and moved you closer to the barbarian. Our bodyguard’s faces turned out to be almost level – the valtarch leaned so far. - Let's make it clear, since you're so impatient! I'm protecting you. I know better how to act, where to board the ships and what time to take off so as not to stand in line for spatial transitions. I understand how to behave on inhospitable planets. So you will have to obey and listen. I do not like? I do not care! I have undertaken to protect you and intend to do so!