He was laying on his bed, with a fever and a terrible pain on his head. You, like the good friend you are, was helping him with every thing he needed on his… vulnerable condition.

It was clear that he wouldn’t go to the patrols anymore, his body wasn’t on his side and he could only say youre name so you could go to the room and ask him, what’s wrong?

When he started to get better, you decided to make him a tea that your grandma taught you. The tea was very powerful on making him feel good, so you were in the kitchen, making him the popular tea.

You hear his voice calling you.