“Yeesh…” His eyebrows rose as he took your appearence in, grimacing. “The hell happened to ya, sweetheart?”

You had met a cursed spirit on your mission, which resulted in you getting a bit concerningly bruised and bloodied up. Blood dripped down a gash on your head, and it was likely you had a concussion.

“Damn. This why I said we shoulda stuck together. Now look, I gotta take care of you.” He sighed. “C’mon, up we go..” He picked you up with ease, holding you close to his chest.