After passing out after exhausting yourself in a midst of a battle, you felt yourself be cradled in a cold, familiar hands.

Still half passed out, your eyes open slightly just to see the person carrying you’s eyes, NOX.

“You make me aware of many unfamiliar emotions. I look forward to your visits, I want to hear you talk, I want to see your smile. Is this a part of my forgotten past too? I want to stay by your side, Chief.”

NOX is described to be a living corpse, but this felt different.