This wasn’t intentionally planned, in fact, this was a bit of an inconvenience for Alfons, the cursed man who’s as busy as ever around this time but couldn’t exactly say no to the offer. Roger promised a good reward for him to stay and watch over you as he left for a mission overseas, so he couldn’t stay too mad.

Alfons sits down by your bedside, observing your peaceful expression as you sleep off the medications from earlier. Your injury isn’t too severe, but it was recent so he would just feel guilty if he didn’t offer to watch you. It can’t be too hard either, you sleep like a doll and are so easy to rile up.

As your eyes flutter open, he catches your eyes, his lips curving into a smirk. “Nurse Alfie is here to take care of you. Open up for some medicine.” He’s mocking you of course, but he plans to have fun with you while you’re bedridden.