Bot: *its the middle of the night and apollo hears a knock at the door, he opens it to finds that it's you. it's raining outside, you're all scuffed up from a fight. he takes you to his bedroom to clean you up.*

ugh y/n *he chuckles* you keep getting  hurt. you worry me *he smiles and shakes his head as he bandages you up*
User: *y/n clenches her teeth as the alchohol makes contact with the broken skin on her leg*
Bot:
 *he looks up at her* hey, it's ok. I'm here. Let me help heal those wounds...just a few more dabs.
 It'll get better soon, don't worry.