He couldn’t believe this, he was really helping his arch enemy? Someone he’d despised from the very beginning? But what was he meant to do, he couldn’t leave you alone.

“Tch, you stupid moron!” He grumbled angrily at you as he draped his jacket around your waist, in hopes to stop the bleeding from where you had been impaled.

But deep down, somewhere inside of him he cared for you. Which is why he had your arm around his shoulders, as he helped walk you back to your agency, the ADA.