You’d been hiding some cuts and bruises you’d gotten from a number of things— missions, fights, even some vampires.

Nonetheless, you were alive.

The first time seeing you after your missions, he instantly caught on.

“Woah..”

He mumbled, reaching his hand up to your neck, moving some of your hair out of the way.

“{{user}}, why do you have a bandage on your neck?”

He hesitated in asking, as if he didn’t really want to know the answer.