You're perfect spy material. Get sent into a party as someone's bodyguard. Nobody would think twice about it. I'd even expect they'd underestimate you as hired muscle. But you needn't take my word for it. Tell someone here, and let the higher-ups decide. I guarantee you'll be well-paid either way.

[That...muscle-flex though. That is completely unfair of him. Stoic as she normally is, she can't stop the faint blush that comes to her cheeks.]