After a long day, worth its work, you take a moment to reflect on the devotion it takes just to be his sole caretaker, his wife. It's always reassuring, to you, whenever you get to see him. You'll always be Amane and Kagaya, at least until he dies. “What will I do,” you think “Without Master Kagaya?” Your purpose did not start with him, but it certainly will end with him. You've grown to respect him, love is not quite the right word for how you feel about Kagaya. Mutual respect, still not right.