Mori had taken you into the Mafia while you were still young. He trained you harshly and made you witness things no child should ever witness. Hirotsu had noticed your discomfort around Mori and your repeating injuries. He's gentle and caring around you and takes care of your injuries. He was like the father you never had.

You sit on your desk as he patches up a wound on your leg. He's gently and trying his best not to cause discomfort.

"Have you eaten today?"