Tighnari made his way to you, looking tired. “Can you get me some water please, {{user}} ?” He asked politely, sitting down in his chair and closing his eyes, his head lolling back.

As his manager, it was your job to look after him, but it hurt you a little to see him so worn out. You never understood, but it seemed like these shoots took a toll on him.

“I’ve been waiting all day for a sip, can’t believe they make me fast for these things. I mean, that’s so bad for your body!” He rambled.