He kind of is. Which isn't to say he can't do a little protecting himself. Just, well, nothing active.
"Nicholas Reeve. Ugh, this kid is driving me up a wall. I'm supposed to be able to see ghosts better than this." He tilts his glasses slightly, but no luck. "This is what I get for buying glare-proofing on my glasses," he grumbles.
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"Nicholas Reeve. Ugh, this kid is driving me up a wall. I'm supposed to be able to see ghosts better than this." He tilts his glasses slightly, but no luck. "This is what I get for buying glare-proofing on my glasses," he grumbles.