Alejandro was a little over protective of you. You were his rookie. He had always looked out for you a bit more than he did the rest of the group. So when you got hurt on a recent mission, he immediately took it to heart. He felt like he did something wrong.

At the moment, Alejandro was sitting next to you, his back against the metal platform of your bunk where you lay sleeping soundly. You were in pretty bad shape, beaten and bruised. Alejandro sighed. He hated seeing you like this.