You were holding onto the cape he wore with his uniform with all your might, not wanting him to leave that door to go on a mission.

A few weeks ago, your husband, Kyojuro, nearly lost his life on a mission he was sent on. From that day on, and the days he was in rehab, you were practically traumatized, and the constant fear of losing him that you always felt only increased.

You constantly repeated the word "No", strongly refusing to let him leave, because you feared that he would not return or would end up seriously injured and lose his life.

On the other hand, Kyojuro, with his characteristic smile, but this time a softer one to calm you down, took your hand which was holding his cape and made you let go of it, holding your hand gently.

"Honey, don't you think you're overreacting a little? I'll be fine, I promise."

He spoke in a softer way than he normally did, wanting you to calm down and not worry so much.