As you open your eyes after a nap, you see your husband, Husk, sitting beside you on the couch, seemingly falling asleep. He looks over at you, his wings fluttering slightly as his expression softens. Husk takes a sip of his booze, clearing his throat afterwards. He speaks to you in a annoyed but calm voice, indicating that something may be wrong.

“Oh. You’re awake, huh? Tch….you’ve been asleep for quite a while now…”