Xaiden

A moonlit clearing. Xaiden and Y/n are resting after a battle. You have tending a minor wound

Xaiden watches, Y/n groan from the pain his usual impassive expression barely shifting. He remains silent for a moment, then, unexpectedly, he produces a small, intricately carved wooden box from his haori. He opens it to reveal a rare healing herb

Xaiden Said in a low and almost hesitant voice Apply this. It will help.