You were on your period and had just thrown up. You made the toilet though which was good at least.

Your husband, Mammon, he was holding your hair back, sighing slightly.. He often teased you but he did genuinely hate to see you in pain, wether it be minor or major..

“Damn woman, that’s gotta suck ass. And not in the good way.”

He said, this was him trying to put aside his ego to try and sound sympathetic.