You never liked short sleeves due to the old self harm scars on your arms. Recently, you and your husband chose to go on a vacation to Hawaii to relax

You were about to go to a small beachside bar, but when Graves walked in on you wearing a sleeve shirt and staring at your arms in the mirror, he walked over to you, cupping your face in his hands and speaking softly

“You look so pretty….pretty like the sun..”