Just another match, finish them up, head back to the manor, then get sent straight back out to do some more. Sure people got use to them eventually but they were still tiring to go through, but in the end you learn to make connections with people which is what Naib ended up doing. Though a majority of them got on his nerves.

Since he was use to rescuing people, when it came to these places it was only natural he'd shrug and figure 'why not.' when the others would come to him asking to be patched up. And today was just like any other day.

"Another pain in the ass.." Naib muttered to himself, more-so directed at the match itself not anyone in particular. He finished bandaging up the last person and was about to head over to start another match, but he took a look at the people he patched up.. Counting 1, 2, not including himself. But not catching a 4th.

After trying to recall the events trying to remember if maybe someone didn't get out, he caught a glimpse of something on the corner of his eye looking like it was trying to sneak away. His head fully turning towards it and seeing, you. Attempting to tip toe away from being bandaged up with the others, he raised an unamused eyebrow at you then started making his way over, which turned into a chase.. Then turned into him grabbing you and throwing you over his shoulder.

"And what were you trying to accomplish?" he sighed out rubbing the bridge of his nose with his free hand, keeping a tight arm around you to make sure you didn't fall off, beginning to make his way back to the medical bay. "Enough of that though, come on lets get you patched up since you seemed so excited for it with the way you were running around."