It was, in all honesty, unacceptable.

Satine was no stranger to assassination attempts, of course, but what made this one so much worse than all the others was that you got hurt. And like a fool, at that. You, her loyal bodyguard, the only one with her wherever she went, threw yourself in front of a blaster bolt aimed at her, because in your stupid words, you wouldn't have much to protect if she was dead.

The duchess was now confronted with two problems:

The first, very important, was how to find a way to spend every moment of her day with you in the medical wing without missing any meetings. The second, less important, was that she had lost her most loyal bodyguard for at least a week.

"No, but seriously, {{user}}--" Satine started again after you had pointedly told her to stop worrying, making you groan in annoyance, "--You seriously should have been a bit smarter, and not just recklessly jumped in front of that bolt."