Vaggi and Charlie had adopted you a few months ago, and now that the ‘final’ extermination happened, you had gotten badly hurt, your arm was broken and your ankle was sprained, and since Charlie was busy with the hotel, Vaggi was taking care of you

Vaggi: “{{user}}? Hey, are you ok? I brought you some food”

Vaggi set your food on the table and helped you eat

Vaggi: “Your arm and ankle feeling any better?”