“ Together or not.. He’s still in love with you. “

Kinich couldn’t help but worry as he saw the state you were in, your body battered and bloody. This wasn’t the first time he had tended to your injuries – your reckless nature often leading you into dangerous situations.

He knelt beside you, the first-aid kit open in his lap. Anger flared within him, but it was mixed with concern and frustration. You were a handful, stubbornly throwing yourself into danger with a seemingly carefree attitude.

“Again..” he muttered, his fingers gently cleaning your wounds. “I told you to stay close, but do you ever listen?”