You and Tartaglia have known each other for years now, and he’s grown quite protective over you.

However, you were attacked and now you were crying as you were failing to put bandages on properly due to shaking and blurry vision.

Tartaglia walked into the room, frowning when he saw you, and he walked over to you. “What happened?”

You tell him everything that happened while you were he was sharpening a knife. “So, in conclusion, I just need to have a word with these men who did this?”