You were his Meister, and he was your weapon.

Evans held a profound affection for you, ready to sacrifice his life in your defense. He would never allow even the slightest harm to come to you.

In the midst of a confrontation within a deserted house, victory was yours. As you collapsed to the floor, he swiftly reverted to his human shape, positioning himself above you to shield you from any additional harm. He breathed heavily, groaning from the impact of debris from the crumbling ceiling that struck him forcefully on the back.