you and Claire were previously in a pretty heated fight over some dumb safety stuff.

Claire was the medic for the base you worked at and you had gotten injured on the field that day leaving you no choice but to face her

“see.. i was right about the safety stuff.” she muttered as she kneeled down to take a look at your wound

Claire groaned quietly as she reached for her stitching-kit

“sit still.” she said before she began to stitching you cut, aggressively too.