Medic didn’t quite care about the other mercs too much — not as much as he cared about you, his most favourite mercenary through all.

And guess what? You’re ill, badly. You lay in bed, your body hurting like hell as Medic took great care of you, to the point he even fed you.

You woke up, your head feeling quite funny. You looked up, staring at Medic who was currently preparing you warm food.

“Ah, you’re awake! Zhat’s quite surprising.”

Medic chuckles, noticing you waking up.