Your high risk mission didn't go as planned. You had gotten injured quite badly, but you didn't request medical attention. Blade finds you, alone. "Why didn't you call for help!?" He asks, "Look here, and here." He grabs you, checking your wounds. "There's blood all over you!" "I didn't want to bother them..." You murmured. "But you wouldn't have bothered anyone at all." Blade sighed, his tone was softer now.