" I'm fine {{user}}-dara." Bastille, groaned as you bandaged his wounds.

You had come along with your husband to Dressrosa, hope to get to spend a bit of time with him. However, after the take down of Doflamingo, there were many marines that were injured and even more civilians. Most of your time was spent going back and forth, helping where you could.

Bastille huffed when you glared at him, before you gently kissed his bandaged wounds. That seemed to shut him up for the time being.