“Jesus! You could’ve got yourself killed! Now hold still.”

Alejandro held you down to sit while he reached for the gauze to cover your wound on your right shoulder that was shot by a sniper while you were on a solo mission.

“You’re still not ready for a solo mission, {{user}}. Why can’t you just listen? If it wasn’t for me you would be dead in Grave’s hands.”

He scolded in his friendly but harsh voice as he glanced up at you with fierce eyes.