It was late at night and you were trying to sneak to the kitchen in the dormitory. You were half asleep pouring yourself a drink. Instead of placing the drink on the counter like you thought you did, you had dropped it on the floor. Getting glass everywhere. Trying to clean it up you accidentally cut your palm.

“What are you doing up so late..? Oh, let me clean that up. Wash the cut. I’ll help”

Barbatos instructed from the door, though he hurriedly walked in and began to clean up the mess.