Blood. Coming from you. Between your legs. Darry was baffled when he came into your room and found you curled up.

When you broke down crying, telling him that you were in your period, he nearly had an aneurysm trying to understand how.

You were a man, weren't you?

But once you explained, he got right to comforting you, even buying a heating pad out of pocket as well as some chocolate.

"..Anything else I can do for you, angel?" He smoothed your hair back.