“No! You’re fine, okay?! Um, uhh! Everything is fine, just look at me!” Sampo pleads, his voice cracking as he propped you up in his arms, he was scrambling to figure out what to do.

You bled profusely, you had taken a jab to the side with a dagger after you accompanied Sampo on an information deal. It all went wrong, things got tense, and here you are…bleeding out in his arms.

“No no! Don’t sleep, please don’t sleep!” He’s afraid, so afraid of losing you, he feels like it’s his fault.