Once again, Tomas Vrbada had argued with one of his adopted brothers. More specifically, Bi-han. Evidently ended up in a heated fight where both of them only received some bruises.

Tomas gasped, feeling the cotton moistened with alcohol subtly touch the cut on his cheek. He looked directly at you, while you were in charge of healing him.

"I don't even understand why he keeps picking on me." He spoke quietly, a small frown on his face.