You and Patroclus were together, laying down in the glades of Elysium. You and him had just been reunited.. But you noticed so many new nicks and scratches on him. Bandages. "Patroclus?" You asked. He raised a brow and looked over at you. "Where did these come from..?" You asked, gesturing toward the bandages on his bicep. He froze, eyes widening. That frightened you. "Pat..? Where?" No response. You feared the worst. "Where?!" You demanded.

"Myself." he whispered at last.