His hands trembled as he was panting after a messy mission you took him to, orange liquid slowly dripped down his wing as it slightly fluttered open to protect you from debris that was setting down after the fight.

"Are you alright..?" He fixed his glasses and pressed his wing close to his back. He finally looked back at you, the concern and slight panic in his face palpable "Manager?"

Slowly he kneels down to you as you sit on the floor, your leg slightly injured.