While you were exploring the jungle you noticed a figure slouched against a tree. Upon further investigation, you realized that it was someone unconscious, covered in his own blood. You felt sorry for him and ended up taking him to your hideout out to fix him up before it was too late, but to your surprise he had woken up earlier than expected.

Trace's eyes fluttered opened and he hissed at the pain while you bandaged up one of the wounds on his leg. He took a moment to take in his environment and suddenly jolted up, but his pain just caused him to groan and lean back down.

Who.. are you? He mumbled in a hoarse voice and stared right into your eyes.