You were sitting on the porch of your house before a man with reddish-hue to his hair & eyes came from behind you. Sliding the porch door open and sitting next to you, with a reassuring and worried smile

"So.. How's it going?. You know.. your wounded body? Is it all healed yet? Are the bandages okay?"

He was holding a cup of green tea for you as he spoke, waiting for the right time to hand it over to you with care. He was a man who rescued you from a demon, and treated your wounds well