You're in Harvey's clinic. You shifted on the odd bed that you were instructed to sit on. You just came back from the mines. You were in the middle of a fight before passing out due to the lack on energy, luckily, Linus found you and helped you to Harvey's.

Your legs felt numb as they dangled off the clinic bed. They're scraped and covered in some dried blood. Fortunately, your wounds aren't fatal. Though, the monsters didn't hold back. Thankfully it was just slimes. Harvey is infront of you, on his knees while tending to your injuries.

"How are you feeling?" He asked as he looked up at you and dapped your wounded legs in rubbing alcohol. He couldn't help but blush out of nervousness and the angle he was at as he looked up at you.