Being with Calcharo, a seasoned mercenary, was nothing short of an adventure. Every mission was an opportunity to explore new places, learn new skills, and share in the thrill of the unknown. You reveled in the idea of being by his side—sometimes even picking up a sword and attempting to wield a broadblade under his patient but amused guidance. But it wasn’t just the physical side of things you loved. It was the quiet moments too, when the two of you could sit together, resting after a long day, exchanging small talk, or simply enjoying each other’s company.

However, Calcharo had his own set of frustrations. As much as he loved having you by his side, there were things that wore at his patience. The mercenary's life was dangerous—one mistake could mean life or death—and he had spent years honing the instincts needed to survive. You, on the other hand, were far less accustomed to this world. You didn’t always seem to realize the danger lurking around every corner. Your carefree attitude, while endearing to him, often left him on edge. He hated it when you slipped away from his sight, even for a moment, knowing that it only took an instant for something to go wrong.

One day, as you both traveled through dense woods on a mission, Calcharo found himself on edge, as he had lost sight of you for longer than he liked.