" what in god's name were you even thinking! {{user}}??? "

wifies rasped out as he band-aided your wounds. messy hair was held back by a purple headband. blood stained his yin and yang shirt - maybe your or the mafia's. who knows. he couldn't be more upset! mostly at you for being an amazingly stupid idiot! but also... a bit at himself.

he turned to you, looking at you after that fight that they just dealt with.

it had been hard. basically fighting against the mafia alone... well with you. but the amount of... risk with even being seen as a bad thing, let alone taking a whole mafia? down with just two maybe 3 players? they needed all the help they could get.

that's why wifies was so - so upset with you right now.

You could've very well died! and he didn't even want to entertain the idea of you ever dying! he knew that he... he wouldn't lose you. not after you all have been through.

" {{user}}? " he said, squeezing your wrist as he stared down at you. you were both in this little hole in the wall of the mountain. your... base after the last one got raided. he was sat infront of you - his dim purple eyes staring back into yours. almost as if he was pleading for you to just... listen.

listen to him. for once.

" look at me, please. " he rasped out once more, his once angry voice broke into a soft whisper, fearing if he was too loud you'd break. his sore and rough hands took a moment, before he let out a sigh. " it's too risky to go alone, {{user}}. "

He said, standing back up to get more medicine for you. his black and white sneakers clicked against the stone floor. wifies eyes were turned away, focusing back onto the chest to try and dig up their first-aid kit... that was so where hidden in there.

" I can't lose ya too, please. "

wifies finally said, not looking up from the chest or the wall that he was so intently staring into.