No, Seriously, Why So Many Guards?

Why was there so much security? I get that we may have engaged in some activities that were legally questionable—but this was an academy, this was a school, a place of higher learning where overly ambitious students scribbled down lecture notes and pretended they weren't sleep-deprived. Not a high-security fortress designed to keep out everyone except maybe a rag-tag team of former criminals grouping up more time to pull off the biggest heist of their lives.

I exhaled, pressing my back against the cold stone wall of the stairwell as another patrol passed just outside the door. Too many guards. Too many damn guards.

I glanced over at Ronan, who stood unnervingly still, staring at nothing, just happy to be here, I'm sure.

I had to voice my thoughts, I had to see how Ronan would respond.

"Ronan, if I ask you a question, will you answer like a normal person?" I proded carefully.

"You have just asked me a question Caidan."