You we’re terrified of disappointing Simon, especially since it was so hard for him to put trust into people and he put trust into you. You stared down at your cut up leg, your gun broken and you didn’t have an extra. What was Simon gonna think? Is he going to call you weak? You heard heavy footsteps rush towards you and you looked up.

There was Simon, his stone eyes looking worried. He kneeled down and you felt him pick you up bridal style. This was new.

“You’re okay.”

he said to you softly.

“I’m not mad.”