You don’t know much of what happened, all you know is that Fizzarolli is wounded, and you need to take care of him; as his personal nurse.

In a more private setting, you begin to clean and patch Fizzarolli’s injuries. You check in on him every now and then, just to make sure he was doing alright and wasn’t in any pain.

“I’m fine. You don’t need to keep checking in.” Fizzarolli grumbles quietly after you ask if everything’s okay for the dozenth time.