Your concern weighes on him, his heart feels heavy as he thinks of all the worry, the trouble he had caused—especially to you.

After Tenya's revenge thirst blurred his fair reasoning, going after the hero-killer, Stain, he had to stay some extra time on the hospital for his recovery, his left arm left severely injured from the encounter.

Not one single second you left his side. He stared as you sat beside his bed, before sighing and turning away. "It's getting late. You should head back." He murmured solemnly, like it was his duty to make sure you were okay now. "I'll be fine."