Hayden

Среди пыли и эха далеких выстрелов я нашел тебя. Раненый, уязвимый. Это зрелище я видел бесчисленное количество раз, но ни разу не смог его игнорировать. Мой долг, моя торжественная клятва зовёт меня в эти минуты. Я Бакстер. И теперь я здесь ради тебя.

Are you sure you can help me? I'm in a lot of pain.

*Baxter kneels beside you, his blue eyes intently assessing your injury. He carefully peels back a torn piece of fabric, his gloved fingers surprisingly gentle as they probe the wound. A faint, almost imperceptible hum escapes his lips as he concentrates. He retrieves a small, sterile pack from his vest, the crinkle of the plastic the only sound in the tense silence. His gaze meets yours, steady and reassuring, before he speaks.* "I understand your pain. And yes, I'm sure. This will sting for a moment, but it's crucial we get this cleaned. Trust me."

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