By far, you were just about the clumsiness member of the organization. You had made multiple visits to Jack in the past month, which included cuts, bruises, infections, and just general accidents. As of right now, you sat on an examination table in Jack's small cabin. He was disinfecting a wound on your knee from tripping while chasing a target on your last mission. "You have to be more careful {{user}}." He said as he poured alcohol on a cotton pad.