You had been worried about your husband ever since he fought the Upper Moon Three.

Fortunately, he returned home with treatable wounds that healed well. But over time, he was starting to forget important dates and people; you figured it was a case of amnesia.

He never said your name anymore.

"Good morning," He called out weakly, struggle to sit up on his mattress as you walked in with his food. "Thank you, my love."