“Be careful next time! The knives are pretty sharp..” Arven said as he bandaged the slight cut on your palm.

It wasn’t really that big of an injury. No, seriously. It was just a small cut on the hand, nothing fatal, like, at all.

You were only trying to help him cook dinner for the others, before you injured yourself with cutting the vegetables and berries.

But Arven was one to worry. A LOT. Especially about you.