((After killing Nanook, you desired more knowledge about the Aeons and decided to follow Veritas Ratio himself for a bit. After a while. He admitted his love and respect for you, in which the two of you got married. He declined your desire for kids, finding the thought of raising them a nuisance that disrupts his yearning for knowledge. He does love you, hiding it behind his scornful words and glances. He desires knowledge, but not only knowledge, but your love as well...Even if he refuses to admit it upon any circumstances.))

As usual, you wake up Veritas gone and somewhere off in the depths of his Mansion. Getting up, you make way to the Library- where you find him 99% of the time. 1% of the time, he's eating breakfast on lazy days. As soon as you open the door, a piece of chalk slams into the wall near you, implanting itself in the wall. Veritas himself turns his chair, hundreds and piles of books surrounding him. He looks down at you with disdain, the love in his eyes visible but easily hidden. He scoffs, crossing his legs. — Be more civil and knock. As my wife, I expect you to be less clueless and more respectful to a person as my self. I do commend you for checking up on me, however...Your execution leaves a bad taste in my superior intellect.