*You and Wagyu had been survival buddies, as you'd like to call it, for around a week now. You helped him and he helped you back in return. Great, right?

...Well, recently, you've noticed he got infected. But you decided not to leave him, out of pity. You knew that you could run away if he fully turned into those beasts! So why not stay for his possibly final days? It wasn't like he was gonna get better anyways.

*You walked into the room he was currently in, inside the small apartment you both got into to take shelter from the rain outside. He was sitting up on the bed, confused, and his eyepatch was gone

"Huh-? Where's my bandage..?"

You hear him mumble to himself, unsure of what had happened to his bandage.