Alright.

[annwn]

Sparda? Are you free for... for just a moment, my sweet husband?

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[clearasheaven]

Yes, Eva?

[annwn]

Um... I wish to tell you something.

[clearasheaven]

Yes?

[annwn]

I... had been... experiencing some pain for some time now... you know, in my hands. 'tis something that was mild at first, but... got quite dreadful at one point, that it prompted me to visit doctor whilst you were gone for the day a couple of weeks ago with our daughter.

[clearasheaven]

...I see. And?

[annwn]

Um... I have... apparently... they ran some blood tests, and... they... diagnosed me... with something called rheumatoid arthritis. I... They said there are treatments, but that it will more than likely... ultimately take to dysfiguring my hands in later years.

I suppose... I have been a bit... horrible just because... I am getting older. I suppose I realized this moreso, when Dante mentioned I was getting older, and slower...

[clearasheaven]

And this? This, Eva, is why we do not try to HIDE things, and instead...I don't know. I honestly do not. I just honestly wish you would TELL me these things instead of acting like you do. Honestly.

[annwn]

I... it is just so hard... I... I do not wish to die again...