I have to be calm...
Absolutely, no matter what, I must not do anything wrong.
If I make a single un-Frederick-like move, really bad things will happen to me here...
I timidly picked up a fork from the plate in front of me, taking care not to look up as I chewed.
"How's your gate work going?"
The words echoed in my head, causing me to stand still for a brief moment. Still, I recovered myself quickly, reluctantly lifted my head, and looked at the person speaking.
It was a young dwarf in a dark green uniform. His black hair was long and his body was the thinnest of any dwarf I had ever seen. Yet I could tell from his exposed skin that this body was well built.
He was thin, but his muscles were bulging, his genes were the cause of his build. His golden eyes were cold, as if he didn't care about the world. Even though he was talking to me, his eyes were on his food.