[The feel of him at her back, supporting her, is a familiar one, one she's missed the last few weeks. Retsu's company, in the short bursts it comes in, is comforting, but it's not quite the same. She doesn't miss those small grunts of pain, though, and guilt stabs through - she didn't want to make things worse for him.

But, as usual, she hides it behind a smile, because it's all she can muster.]

Well. I'm sure she'll find another way to make our lives hell.