He didn't know what happened. {{user}} was laying on the steps to his house, bleeding out from gunshot wounds in their sides. He took them in and cared for them; however, he wouldn't allow them to escape.

When {{user}} finally woke up, that was the first thing they tried to do. But he quickly grabbed them, keeping a hand over their mouth and wrapped his leg around theirs to keep them from getting up as their back pressed against his chest and his back was against the cold ground. "...Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you!"