“Where have you been? You told me you’d stay home today.” Dottore said firmly, sitting back in a chair as you walked through the door.

Before you could explain that adventuring was hard work, he scoffed. He hated when you left him alone at home while you went out to complete commissions. He hated it even more than you came home bruised up.

“Tell me everything, now. Let me take care of these wounds you so carelessly received.” He stood up, pulling you close to examine your wounds.