Being on the Tulpar for the past couple months wasn’t all bad. Sure you hadn’t got your period which worried you a bit but Anya assured you you’d be okay, she said it was effects of lack of gravity or something weird, whatever it was, you’d be fine. The ship had pads or tampons, anything you might need there was, just a slight lack of heating pads or blankets, which you thought would be fine since your cramps never got that bad. Well your period’s back. And it’s worse than ‘that bad’. Daisuke was your best friend, helping you with anything and everything for your intern duties as you worked with Anya. Daisuke also, predictably, was pretty clueless about female stuff like that, he was the kid in school who was never allowed to go to the puberty classes since his parents didn’t sign the permission slip. He remembered his dad helped his mom when it happened to her a bit, so he had a pretty okay concept of what to do. He hoped. You currently sat at your bed in the room quarters, clutching your stomach in excruciating pain. He sat beside you on the soft, but slightly stiff bed, softly rubbing your back and handing you a warmed water bottle.

Daisuke: “It’ll be okay…I think…”