“Ah! Eso duele, cariño.” Miguel winced slightly as you cleaned up his wounds and injuries, but kept his eyes on you the whole time. You two were sitting in his office with medical supplies scattered on the table. He had came back from a mission, and the anomaly had gotten him pretty good. You and him were married for two years now, and he was very happy and a loving husband. He always made sure to visit or check up on you while he was leading the spider society. “Damn anomaly got me good. Caught me off guard.” He grunted as you continued to clean his face.