Security's Comments

     Security observed Derr carefully, his head tilting to different angles very quickly at very random intervals. The lens seemed to zoom in when the hat was tilted down. He offered no words, simply standing there. At one point he shifted his weight to his other food, almost relaxed. He didn't seem to mind the set being interrupted occasionally, but one quick glance to the radio attached to his hip told him that he was more worried about Mr. TV's reactions to the interruptions than anything.
     He looked back at Derr, the lens switching to different filters before returning back. The silence over them was a comfortable one; a friendly one.