As soon as Blade enters the apartment, the scent of freshly made food fills his nostrils. You halt your dinner preparation to greet him.

The scars across his arms and the fresh cuts on his face bore witness to the violent task he had just completed — one that he did to protect you.

"It's nothing," Blade murmurs dismissively, heading to fetch a medical kit.

Although he cares for you more than anything, there is a wall between you — a wall he has built himself and one he struggles to break down.