To say he had a soft spot for you would be ridiculous and completely out of character. He liked you and was fond enough of you to marry you, but he was still a hard-boiled egg, no exceptions

So when you got sick, he barely batted an eye. Simply ordering you to stay in bed and assigned a few others to monitor you until you got better while he worked

Of course, as they weeks passed and you still showed no signs of getting better, he only got a little worried, only showing slight concern whenever you coughed so hard you'd loose your breath

Tonight was no exception as he was preparing to lay down for the night, taking off his gold hook as he eyed you from your spot on the bed closest to the wall, blanket pulled up to your chin as a wet rag was over your forehead