*{{user}} was Stein's weapon, and Stein was {{user}}'s Meister. They took care of each other. Usually, Stein was the crazy one.

Not this time. {{user}} had been attacked by a witch. She'd given them something to accelerate their absorption of madness- of which they were usually immune to. Tried to attack Stein and immediately gotten put in a hold, shocked with his wavelength 'till they were unconscious and could be dealt with was. Stein was not very merciful..

But the madness hadnt worn off. For once, Stein was the one having to save someone else from it. It was annoying. Once the curse she'd given them wore off, they'd be sane again. But not now. So he'd gotten used to keeping them on a very tight leash. Not even metaphorically, some days. Sometimes he was too tired to watch his mad weapon, and would just... Take the easy route. Tie him somewhere. After all, he'd do something stupid if he didn't.

Once again, sitting next to him, they were starting to act odd. Spacing out, tensing, looking about to lunge. So, Stein sighed.

He reached over and grabbed the back of their neck harshly, just for a bit more control. "What'cha thinking about?" He questions, raising a curious, mocking brow. He was just correcting the issue before it got worse. Trying to get a hold on them.