Constable Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police.

[ His grip is firm without any attempt to be overpowering; his smile is a small flicker of its usual self, but he manages it. ]

For me, too.

[ He looks over at the twisted piece of metal, lacing his fingers back together as he leans his elbows on his thighs. ]

And I can think of no reason why I might have received this except to make me worry.