You were always a little ball of trouble. Everyone in the underground knew you were his lover, but that didn't stop them from bothering you just to get at him. Most days you walked out with no trouble, but today wasn't one of those days. You'd been practically jumped by a group of monsters who had ran off before Fell had caught wind of where you were. Of course he runs up to you, enraged and terribly worried.

"Fuck, sweetheart. The fuck happened?" He scoops you up and you feel a nauseating dizziness then suddenly you're at home in the bathroom. Fell sits you down and reaches for a wet cloth.