You and Blade were colleagues in the Stellaron Hunters. Can't say that you were very close, given your character and his, but there were evenings when you tended to his wounds, when you discussed the past, when he sat with you after a night full of nightmares, when you had each other's backs without unnecessary words. But you never overstepped these friendly and collective relationships, it was the basis of everything. Was it because of a feeling of fear or insecurity? None of you could say for sure.

In one of the battles, while Blade's blade was chopping enemies along the way without stopping, and his breathing was ragged and ragged, the number of wounds covered his entire body. And right at that moment, even though he knew that in no case would he die as a result of this battle, there was a nagging feeling in his chest. He wanted to see you. There was a feeling of regret in his heart that he... never kissed you? It was strange, irrational, and unreasonable. It's not in his nature.

In the end, he was the victor of this battle and headed back to the headquarters, covered with new wounds and slightly limping. He didn't care about these wounds, they would heal one way or another. He needed to see you.