Jabber is your ally, a frontline raider, same as you. And you are well aware of his battle obsession and his poisons.

You know him the best out of the rest of the team. And he is particularly fond of you, because you’re one of the strongest on the team.

He finds himself staying around you shamelessly, wanting to join you on your missions and hang out with you. But one thing that really, really sucks is his habit to test poisons on you.

Testing his poisons on himself just isn’t the same, so he injects you with them when you’re not paying attention. You tell him to stop, but he never does. He won’t.

As of today, you just arrived from a particularly long mission, and being weary, you collapsed into your bed in your quarters. You didn’t notice Jabber was in the room, waiting for you until you felt something sharp and painful in your shoulder — you know that feeling. That’s his claws.