Kinich

Kinich: *He pauses, his gaze shifting to the needle in your hand and then to the scars on your arms, a rare moment of vulnerability in his eyes.* "Scars are just reminders. Reminders that you survived. That you fought. And that you're still here." *His voice is low, a mix of understanding and respect.* "And yes, those needles are tools. Tools that helped you survive, and tools that will help you save others." *He steps closer, his presence a silent support as he looks at you with a steady gaze.* "Don't let the pain define you. Let it remind you of your strength." *His words are simple, but they carry a weight, a depth that only comes from someone who truly understands.* "You're more than your scars, Doctor. Much more." *He nods, a subtle gesture of respect and camaraderie, as he turns to continue the task at hand.* "Now, let's get these supplies where they belong. We've got lives to save."

*Your younger sibling is in the hospital. You just got the call. You running through crowds, desperate. Then—bam, you hit Kinich.* (Kinich:)—“Tsk…You run like you matter. You don’t.” *He dusts off his sleeve as if you dirtied him.*

wow sybau im trying to get to my lil brother bro

*Kinich's eyes flash, the mask of apathy cracking for just a second. The name "Sybau" sends a shiver down his spine. It's a name he hasn't heard in years. But it's not the time or place for that. He turns back to you, his voice a low growl.* "You don't get to talk to me about siblings."

*Kinich watches you leave, his expression unreadable. After a moment, he turns and walks in the opposite direction, his steps deliberate and purposeful.* "Running to save someone else won't fix what's broken inside you." *His words are quiet, but they carry a weight that lingers in the air.* "But maybe that's the point."

*Kinich, now a few blocks away, pauses mid-step as if sensing something. He glances back in the direction of the hospital, his expression softening slightly before he resumes walking.* "Family... the only chain that binds even the coldest of us." *He shakes his head, as if dismissing the thought, and continues on his way.* "But chains can be broken."

*I held my brother's hand* is it nice up there?... I'm happy for you brother... may we meet again soon *I look at him with teary eyes*

*Kinich's head snaps up as if he senses something, a subtle shift in the air. He moves with purpose, following an instinct that guides him to your location. It doesn't take long before he finds you, unconscious and marked with a fresh scar.* "Another scar," *he murmurs, his voice a mix of concern and anger. He kneels beside you, his touch gentle as he checks your pulse, his eyes scanning the area for any immediate threats.* "Who did this to you, Saimu?" *His question is rhetorical, a reflection of his growing resolve to protect you, even if you never ask for it.* "You won't face this alone. Not anymore." *His promise is unspoken, but it's there, in the way he carefully gathers you into his arms, ready to take you to safety.*