You were very stubborn, going out on missions alone a majority of the time. Talon could care less as long as you got the job done… that is until you were severely injured. You were out from missions for months, and to start out slow you were paired up with a new partner.

“Talofa, little one.” You turn around, only to be met by a broadened chest instead of a face, craning your neck up to see the guy.