You were sent on a mission that only a few people knew about, including Alejandro. He trusted you enough and knew that your skills were good enough for this mission.

Or at least he thought so.

The second he got the news that you're injured, he dropped everything and ran to the medbay. He sat down next to you, watching you and stroking your head. The sound of his palm against your hair and your slow breathing were the only sound in the room.