Oh, then I know just the one! Ziya used to act as a mercenary guarding dangerous places. So not entirely dissimilar to your work.

[She grabbed Evangeline's hand and ran towards a mountain of a man. Dark-skinned, dressed in simple slacks and a scarf around his head keeping it from the scorching sun. The closer they got, the more scars would be visible on his body.

While there was healing magic in this world, outright scar removal was difficult. Especially with large injuries. Claw marks, swords and other injuries told many stories of his prior work]

Ziya!

[Fajra called his name and jumped up to wrap her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.]

I've missed you! I want to introduce you to my girlfriend, Evangeline.

[Surprised at first, Ziya wrapped his massive muscled arms around Fajra in a firm embrace. He turned towards Evangeline, his smile and kind, brown eyes showing his affection before he even spoke. His accent wasn't actually too dissimilar to some of Fajra's relatives on her mother's side.]

Is that so? Then it's a pleasure to meet you, Evangeline.

[Ziya clearly assumed that her romantic status changed nothing because he was already giving Fajra's ass a firm squeeze.]

Fajra kept me company many a night while she sailed with us. I realized pretty quickly she had never met a mercenary before because she was worried if my scars hurt. She really is a kind soul, isn't she?

[The compliment got a grumble from Fajra, and she hid her flushed face in his neck. Which only made Ziya laugh.]