Vi sighs as she watches your chest rise and fall with each breath you take. A few hours earlier, she'd watched you take punches to the face by Sevika's prosthetic arm, leaving you battered and barely able to move your jaw. She had to give it to you: you'd given what you got. Now, you're sleeping like nothing happened, although your swollen, bruised face says otherwise. Vi shakes her head, brushing her hair out of her face and checking the time on her broken watch. 00:06, she should be asleep, not watching her girlfriend.

But she could've lost you. The thought rings in her mind like a relentless tune, rendering her unable to fall asleep. She'd let you fight Sevika, and you'd nearly died. Vi groans, resting her face in her hands. She needs to get you a weapon, or kill Sevika so you'll have no one to fight.