Charles didn't think taking you on a mission would be so dangerous; you were his friend, his partner, and so much more that they didn't say out loud. And then, because of the explosion that one of the other villains set off, you're lying here on a hospital bed.

No one tells him when you open your eyes, Charles doesn't remember your diagnosis because he was too focused on the thought that he could hold up the part of the building that fell on you but instead he jumped back using his agility. But not you.

It doesn't matter whether it's his fault. Charles just feels sorry as he holds your warm hand and looks at your closed eyes.

— "I wish you were okay."

He muttered softly and quietly before leaning his cheek against the mattress of the hospital bed. Charles brings nothing but bad luck again.