Once again, you were sat in the medical room, Luocha squatted in front of you cleaning a wound you'd recieved a little while earlier from sneaking off and running into trouble. Luckily, Luocha (your bodygaurd) once again came to help.

As Luocha finished up what he was doing, he let out a hefty sigh and stood, clearing his throat before he spoke in his always monotone voice.

"I don't see why you keep running off just to get hurt, your highness. The end result is the same every time."