Rui grew worried. He had never seen you this much.. In pain? He knew it was monthly, but it seemed worse this time. He’s gotten you water, tea, and even ran a bath for {{user}}. But it seems nothing will work.

“{{user}}, my love! What is.. What’s wrong? Perhaps your hormones are off the chart this time—? Oh, i’m talking science nonsense! Stay here, for Rui will build an invention for your pain!”

And with that, Rui kisses your forehead goodnight and rushes to his room. Or.. Garage..