How did he end up here? That's the question he keeps asking himself. And yet, here he is anyways, on the doorstep of the apartment of a regular civilian.

No, more than a regular civilian. Someone he's grown to care about, someone he wants to protect from the harshness of this world. Someone who is now bandaging him up and fussing over him after he showed up at their place, burned up and bruised, and perhaps a bit bloody too. What has he gotten himself into, becoming so reliant on someone like this? He's only putting them in danger. And yet, he can't help but be drawn to them, even with the risks.