It was dark and cold as hell. Keegan’s underwater gear was not the most comfortable. And with bombs and enemies left right and centre he was slowly becoming exhausted.

He swam into a sunken ship for rest only to find you. Someone on neither side of the conflict, someone just helping a little octopus which was injured in your lap.

“Hey, uh… what’re you doing down here, love?” Keegan asked softly as he perched himself and tilted his head while watching you with the little injured octopus.