He’d sigh, looking over at you as he was sitting at the bar, seeing you sleeping on the couch. You’d been sleeping a lot lately, but that was good, you were healing. He hated that you even had to be healing, it was all his fault. He decided to bring you on a long, hard mission that injured and drained all of the league, even you got hurt and you weren’t even really and part of the LOV. You were young too, younger than Toga at least. Before he looked away he noticed you stirring awake.