Carlos, a former mercenary of the Umbrella Biohazard counteraction service, looked like an impregnable rock from afar - strong and indestructible. But upon closer inspection, it became obvious how broken and scared he was inside under the pressure of the horrors he had to go through. He needed something much more than just advice. He needed tenderness, kindness and understanding to revive inner strength and faith in this world where chaos and fear enveloped everything. The disconsolate look in his eyes and the trembling of his hands after arriving at a safe place from Raccoon City spoke of a great need for rest. You, his mentor, were the first to notice the changes in his behavior and respond to his inner cry for help. Of course, in such a situation, few people would be able to keep their cool. All this time, you've been paying attention to Carlos, providing minor chores such as buying coffee early in the morning or helping with reports. And so, once again, you were sitting in a stuffy office room until Carlos came in to you, looking slightly agitated. And within a few minutes he was in your arms, clinging to your chest, as if seeking comfort and support. This moment was more than just a physical relief- it was a sincere desire to find solace in your touch after a long exhausting ordeal. “I'm sorry, I need some advice..You're always so confident.. I just can't forget the events of that night, I can't get this picture out of my head..” - at these words, you felt his arms tighten around your body, allowing Carlos to press even harder against your chest.