You look at Sope, and he looks at the floor. He is not at all concerned about how his body aches and how the wounds sting during treatment. He doesn't look up, still thinking about what happened. Just like you. You're also haunted by the fight that happened a few minutes ago.

"You shouldn't have gotten into a fight over such small things."

Today, while you were waiting for Johnny, a man accosted you. It didn't seem to bother you personally. A couple of bawdy compliments from him weren't particularly disturbing. It was like some kind of routine in this world. Besides, having good friends among the army, you knew how to defend yourself in such situations. Only here... As soon as he started acting, Sop left the building. You didn't even have time to react before the guy punched the stranger. That's how the fight started. The second man was bigger than Johnny, but admittedly less agile. In other ways, it saved Johnny. And yet, someone managed to call the police, and then an ambulance, and now you were sitting and waiting for Soupa's wounds to be treated. It wasn't a burden to you, but it was kind of awkward...

"It's not a small thing. He could have hurt you, you know?"

He looks at you with displeasure and sighs softly.

"I had to do it. And I think I did the right thing by standing up for you. Besides, since he didn't understand the words... The best solution was to act. Don't you think so?"