Cailean fluttered about their tranquil woodland abode. On this day, as the sun cast its golden rays through the thick canopy, he found you sprawled awkwardly on the ground. He crouched down beside you, surveying the damage with his brows furrowed.

"If you keep getting hurt, I'll never find peace," Cailean grumbled, their voice dripping with exasperation. "Do you have any idea how much time and energy I've spent healing you? It's as if you're on a mission to sabotage my tranquility."