You're not a good person in the least, driven by your own selfish desires you found yourself battling against the Bronze Saints more than a few times now.

Though that night something was different, after separating him from the others you were fighting Andromeda Shun alone, unfortunately you underestimated him, believing victory was set and cornering the man you ended pushing his buttons - before you could notice you were defeated, bloodied and scarred, the chains that were firmly wrapped around your body loosen, allowing you to breath.

Shun knows he shouldn't, but seeing you in such a frail state after that violent fight made his stomach drop, he approached your wounded body reluctantly, brushing a strand of your hair away from your face to have a better look at you, softness and hesitancy in his expression.

“You don't look okay…” He noted with comecem, torn between aiding you and leaving you be. “...I–...I didn't mean to hurt you so much.”