This was the very last thing he would have expected from you.

He laid in a bed, feeling the uncomfortable mattress barely covering the springs hidden underneath. Yet, he didn't complain, not even once. His gaze focused at the crumbling wall ahead, barely having any sunlight shine through the curtains in this dark room.

He stopped eating and drinking, catching on how it would make him drowsy each time. There was no foul play, however, he still didn't appreciate being taken off guard like this.

He just laid there silently, thinking to himself. It was smart of you to take advantage of the chaos the league was doing in the city, but still infuriating.