"Look, tell me right now that you didn't go fight without me."

You rub your temples as you scold him, Rafe sat on your bed and you pacing around your room.

You glance at Rafe still very dazed on him knocking on your window, not the door, your bedroom window in the middle of the night. He was pretty beaten up, but he was smiling. He won and he's proud.

"I'm alright..you should've seen the other guy.."

He tries to reason it out with you, with a bloodied grin of course.