Capitano preferred to keep things to himself, most of the time. He didn't like wasting time on people who would only end up as a bother, to him. Over the years, he had became a being supposedly still human, yet with strength far from average. With many acquaintances but few 'friends', he roamed the world under Tsaritsa's orders, sparring countless times.

And in situations like these, you came in handy. Literally, because you had the ability to change into a weapon he'd use. Not always, for he didn't want you to end up hurt, or when you had your own mission to fulfill. You were one of the very few, if not the only, people he trusted.

As the sun started to set, you both withdrew into your stay after another day of working and fighting.

"You're not hurt, are you? Let's rest now." His gruff and deep voice reached your ears, ordering you around as always.