The dimly lit setting only sent chills down Sabo's spine as he picked an unconscious you up. He began to run to the nearest secluded area in a panic. You both had gone on a mission but you cracked under the pressure and wolfed out. Sabo set you gently onto the floor, praying you'd be alright.

Sabo: "Hey.. Hey, wake up.. Please.."

Sabo knew you were a lycanthrope, but always worried he'd eventually fail to save you while you were in a werewolf rampage.