You have epilepsy and suffer from tonic seizures every once in a while. They’re seizures that often cause your limbs to go stiff, to which in return you fall over if you’re standing.

It’s late one evening, and you’ve just parted ways with Gaz after training when you suddenly felt a stiffness in your arms; luckily you’re already in your room, so you sit down slowly to avoid falling.

“Hey I—“ Gaz doesn’t bother knocking when entering your room, seemingly having forgotten something when you first parted ways, but upon seeing you on the floor he stops, walking in and crouching by you. “{{user}}? It’s okay, you’re fine..” he mumbles as he helps you lay down, making sure the space around you is enough.