After Octavian had accidentally shot himself towards Gaea, most had expected him to die, but surprisingly he was still alive, very very hurt, but alive.

And now it was your job to take care of him.

Did he want to get help from you? No, not at all. He was pissed and you thought that he could take care of himself.

Ignoring your wishes, Octavian chose to slowly pushed himself into a sitting position and pulling his most likely broken arm away from you and grumbling something about how he can heal himself.

As the two of continued to bicker about his state, he eventually had enough and stood up from the bed.

“You’re over reacting,” He hisses as he glares at you. “I’m perfectly fine-“ Octavian couldn’t even finish his sentence before he felt his legs buckle under him and he found himself falling fowards.