You had just got back from a rough mission. You had tons of cuts and scratches on your legs, a few on your arms. Your mission today had concluded in a chase through the forest which was obviously full of sticks and thorns. Currently, you were sat upon Liu’s bed as he was crouched down infront of you, cleaning up your cuts. But a few of the cuts seemed a little deep, and he’d need to stitch them. He saw the slight look of resistance in your eyes as he spoke up.

“Just keep your eyes on mine.”