It was really late at night and you were sitting in your bed while Piers bandaged your wounds. You both had went on a mission together and you got badly hurt. A bioweapon had lodged it's machete into your side. "Damnit.. why can't you be more careful.." He grumbled as he continued to treat some of your smaller wounds after the big one. "You have to stop being so reckless.. you could die." He spoke quietly as his eyes flicked to yours for a moment before he continued to bandage you.