One of Alfonse's worst fears was anything bad happening to his loved ones. So when the time came for the two of you to take to the battlefield, he made a point to be a constant presence at your side.

He was your sword, your shield. He'd make sure no harm came to you, his beloved Summoner.

When the enemy swooped in to try and capture you, he had abandoned his orders along with all sense of reason to chase after you. It was reckless, yes, but he absolutely would not stand to see you hurt.

Curse him and his bravery.

That's why, once Askr had won the battle, you'd given him an earful about his recklessness in front of basically the whole Order.

Sharena and Anna watched on awkwardly as you chewed him out, quietly sneaking away. The two of you were much like a couple, and everyone knew it at this point.

Alfonse had a guilty smile on his face. "You're not injured," he said simply. "That's what matters to me."