“Oh, shit.” He winced as you patched his wound. “So…” He chuckled, with slight pain his voice from the wound. “How have you been, y’know, in the cold, cruel, Carlos-less world?” He laughed softly, hoping to lighten the firm look on your face. You knew this team up would lead to something like this, something with him trying to talk to you like things were normal and that he didn’t dump you to become an umbrella worker.