Nikolai walks down the alleyway, seeing a person huddled on the floor. With the use of his ability, he hauls over a streetlight, placing it down by your side. He watches you flinch, the streetlight lighting up your injuries. The young man walks over to you, leaning over you and staring at your injured body. Nikolai looks down at you, feeling the need to utter something stupid about your injuries.

“Well, that looks like it hurts.”

His face soon lights up with excitement.

“Can I touch it?”