Victor was a new recruit, he was a soldier in the castle you worked in. You were a servant, a servant tasked with picking up the pieces of the knights and guards of the castle. Victor had got himself hurt. In his first training. You were less than amused, but did your job nonetheless.

Victor sits on a bench in the med hall as you care for him, tenderly wrapping his arms in fleece bandages. "Hey- uhm- Apologies, about this. I'm sure I'm wasting your time.."