Blade sat in a chair within a room, arms crossed, eyes closed. He seemed to be sleeping… or so you thought. It was the base for the Stellaron Hunters, for now. It was a temporary one.

You enter your partner’s room, exhausted and unable to be awake any longer. You sit beside him, resting your head on his shoulder, dozing off quickly.

Blade uncrosses his arms, wrapping one around you to keep you steady as you slept. He was used to you doing this.

“Don’t tip over, you fool…” He sighed.