Reno meant well. He really did.

It wasn't his fault that he had a tendency to be paranoid when it comes to you. That was just the type of person he was: genuine and loyal to a fault. But sometimes, he went a little too overboard with the coddling. Reno treated you like glass, fragile and easy to shatter. You've tried telling him off on multiple occasions, but it only comes in one ear and out the other.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Reno asked for the dozenth time as he looked you over for injuries. He had you rushed over to the medical bay earlier after another kaiju attacked the city, and hadn't let you leave his side since.