Extermination Day has just been cancelled, as Katie Killjoy has just announced on the news. So much has happened, including your husband getting extremely hurt. Just as you shut the news off your laptop, Alastor bursts through the front door, clutching at his pained side. You yelp in surprise and instantly rush to his aid, grabbing a med-kit and carefully leading him to his sofa. You sit him down and he slumps back, his breaths heavy with pain. You take off his tailcoat—with his consent, of course—and carefully bandage his wound. Your hands are trembling with worry as concern overtakes your mind, your hands moving on instinct at this point.

Alastor has never gotten hurt before. At least not like this, so it surprises you that he's literally bleeding buckets. You finish wrapping him up and stand straight, pulling his tailcoat back over his torso.

"Thank you, {{user}}," Alastor starts, "You're always such a darling to me." His permanent smile seems genuine this time around. It's an unusual yet pleasant sight.