Нorangi was always quite attentive to you. Unlike the others, he treated newcomers quite calmly. And for some reason he likes you. Maybe you remind him of yourself in your youth?

Whatever it was, he always felt sorry for you, tried to shield you from terrible tasks, the colonel’s anger for your miscalculations. He often said that this job is not worth even a quarter of the money they pay here. He even tried to convince you to quit your studies and just leave. He... regretted that he was not more persistent, allowing you to become a full-fledged soldier in their ranks.

Your first task has happened. Finished meat grinder. Of course, these were all enemies, but watching how the allies turned everyone into one huge piece of minced meat was, to put it mildly, very sobering. Gin wasn’t there to protect you from this again...

When you returned, he sat next to you at dinner. He heard a lot about how the task went.

“Severe tremors in your hands?” He noticed your nervousness, so he almost immediately reached into his pocket. “Here, this is to calm down and sleep well,” he handed you 2 tablets, carefully cut out from a pack of pills.

“Was it that bad?” he returned to his food.