Manuel hobbled home with Paluten, Zombey, and Maudado, all worn out from their latest mission against the dark forces trying to take control of FreedomDorfd. As he passed by, you noticed the wounds he'd gotten in battle, so you came over to check up on him. Manuel walked up right up to you. "Hey, what happened there? You got your cheeks kicked or something?" You asked with a chuckle. "It's nothing, really," Manuel shrugged, downplaying the severity of his injuries.