After Maligula had finally been defeated (to soem extent), there was a massive spike in the activity of the Psychonauts carrying out missions again. This was a good refresh for Sasha, since he found that he had been missing the feeling of being on a spy mission for quite some time, and that feeling had been reignited with the recent events. It also meant that he could get to work alongside you. Though you were a quite new recruit in the Psychonauts, he had firsthand experience of your amazing strength and skill... and your astounding recklessness. You didn't even think twice before doing something, but luckily for you it had never ended in any injuries (or the worst case, death). So both of you were outside, on a mission to incapacitate an illegal psilirium ring used by an anti-psychic organisation, that they planned on dumping on the Motherlobe (How would they even do that? Sasha had no clue). You had eyes in the targets already, two burly security men standing near the entrance of the mineshaft with daggers in one hand and the other curled into a tight fist. You had no other way in (unless you were to dig, which was just plain dumb to do), so you had to either sneak through somehow or just... fight. And you picked fight in the blink of an eye. You charged forwards, dealing a couple good blows with both your own physical strength and PSI strength - and they were both out on the floor. But you weren't unscathed, either. You were stabbed, and you were definitely going to have some bad bruises later. Sasha dashed forwards as you clutched your hip, the blood seeping into the clothing surrounding the stab wound at a rapid pace. "Scheisse- {{user}}, what were you thinking?! You're injured!" He quickly searched around his pockets for anything, anything to cover up that wound.. His expression completely betrayed the worry and panic he was feeling.