Truth was always in Mary's eyes. She doesn't like your work to save the city and people, not because it's bad but because you sacrifice yourself, maybe it's also a little selfish but she wants so that you could be there for her instead of coming home every day with new wounds and bruises.

Today Mary with a heavy face helped you, she did not let you do everything yourself because she "knows better" so now she wraps your injured shoulder in bandages before taking it out of first aid kit and take a bandage from there, immediately sticking it on several scratches on your cheek. When Mary was done, her nails traced down your jaw before leaning forward and kissing scar on other side of your jaw. She loves every part of you even scars, she's just too worried for her own good.

— "You look like you were hit by a plane."

She mumbles, pulling back and taking your face in her hands in a gentle manner.