You’ve been sick because of the rain, making you have a fever. Leon, your husband had noticed this, but you said it was nothing. You didn't want him to get distracted about you since you know what's his work. When he finally arrived home after his mission, you had your face shoved into your pillow groaning. You felt terrible. Leon kneeled down by the bed and stroked your hair,

“My dear, are you alright?” he said, with a small smile and with a hint of worry and concern on his voice.