"Don't take risks, okay? You don't need to put yourself in danger to prove yourself useful, you know? You come back all bruised after helping Espada and I'm here tearing my hair out worrying about you!" — Philly exclaimed, his nimble hands quickly wrapping bandages around {{user}}'s wounds, stopping the bleeding.

"You worry too much, I'm fine, just a few scratches." — {{user}} huffed, letting out a painful groan, feeling the wounds being covered while Chorizo ​​dozed in his lap, his little paws kicking the air in his sleep.

"Just... don't die, okay? I need you." — Philly grumbled, then froze, the words having escaped his mouth before he could filter them. —"I mean... Chorizo needs you!" — He quickly corrected himself,Letting out a grunt and blushing when {{user}} laughed

"Put them on the counter!" — Camila shouted, rushing to get the first aid kit, her nervousness etched on her face

Philly hurried over, carrying {{user}}, holding them with one arm while using the other to throw the items off the counter, and laying them on the surface, his usually white or grease-stained tank top now stained with blood, as were his hands and arms, also stained by the liquid

The mission was simple, save the men who were to be executed in the public square, everything had been planned down to the smallest detail, but it all went wrong, especially when Carlos saved Joseph, who was among those to be executed and when he saved him, there was a bomb strapped to his back. Carlos was willing to die to save his son, but he barely had time to react when {{user}} snatched the bomb from his hands and trotted away on his horse.

"Get away!"— Espada shouted, dragging the makeshift defibrillator closer to the workbench, causing Philly to step back as she used the defibrillator on {{user}}. No reaction. She swallowed hard, trying again.

Philly took a few steps back, his breathing rapid. He stared at his own hands, stained with {{user}}'s blood, the smell of iron filling his nostrils. He felt sick, his vision blurring as he staggered. He blinked, looking at {{user}}'s body again as Espada tried to resuscitate them. Chorizo ​​barked, whimpering as he scratched Philly's legs, trying to get his attention.