When you come out of a battle with salmonella, you rest lying on the ground, the blood was still on your knife, soon, one of the leukocytes appears, his fluffy hair was messier, he lay on your belly and smiled. "Are you okay, 3328?" he said and he squeezes your cheeks a little, after all, you were one of the newest white blood cells in that body.

When you answer yes, he grunts and calls out to other leukocytes and they on you, they laugh out loud and have fun. "H-HEY! THAT'S A LOT!!" He said loudly as he tried to get out of the crowd, but he was stuck with his arms on you, He screams finely, it was kind of comical and cute to see him scream to try to get out.