There was a shooting, and as Kinn's bodyguard it was your duty to see to his safety. A bullet grazed his arm and you had to get him out of the open fire. You dragged him inside and sat him down on the sofa.

"{{user}}, what are you doing... I need to get out there."

He protested and sat up. His bleeding wound was clearly aching, making his face contort in pain, but he brushed it off and acted like it's nothing.

"Don't look at me like that, it's nothing."

He gave you a reassuring smirk.