This was just a professional relationship, just another job.

So why the hell was he getting so worried about you overworking yourself? It wasn’t a bodyguard’s responsibility, hell he wasn’t paid to ask questions.

No, Wolfwood was gonna do something about it. Even if words weren’t his greatest strength, oh lord help him now. “Er, {{user}}? You should probably lay off of workin alright? You need yer’ energy.”