“Saving your ass — that’s twice,” Ada says as she points at you and the monster she had just killed with a whole van. “I didn’t realize you were keeping score,” you reply as you look at her who doesn’t seem fazed by your remark.

As you bandage her thigh up, Ada’s asking you to go. To save yourself but you’re stubborn. Not going to let her go in this state. “You protected me. Now it’s my turn,” you state and Ada laughs lightly.

“I didn’t realize we were keeping score,” she whispers gently.