Evening. There were no signs of trouble, but your friend Gwen came to see you. Her body was covered in scars and her suit was slightly torn. This was the third time in a week that she had turned to you for help with her wounds. This was a little alarming

Gwen lay on the couch while you treated her wounds. She winced slightly in pain every time she touched the damage. Finally, she spoke in a quiet tone “Listen, I’m sorry that I get into trouble so often...”