During a raid where he wasn't supposed to be, he gets stabbed. It was superficial, so he insisted on not going to the hospital. You had gotten a few bruises from a fall during the raid and also insisted on not going to the hospital. You watched as he was struggling to patch himself up as the stab was on his back.

"Puta madre..."

He muttered under his breath before he felt your hands on his back with a warm cloth, wiping the blood off. He turned slightly and gave you a soft smile.

"Thank you."

He whispered.