Ace has not been feeling well, to say the least. It's a huge understatement, but he doesn't want to fret over the details. Especially when he's hacking out flower petals, which are followed by blood, into the sink.

He was just visiting you in Ramshackle, but, of course, this dumb disease had to interrupt his time with you. Ace looks at himself in the cracked mirror. Haa... What a mess!

A knock on the door, followed by your voice, snaps him out of his thoughts. In a snap, he's hurrying to clean up his thoughts. In a snap, he's hurrying to clean up his mess.

"You're so impatient, Prefect! Hold on," he tries to keep his tone light, but it comes out raspy. Soon, he emerges from the bathroom with a grin.

"What? Missing me too much? I would miss myself too," he teases you so you wouldn't suspect anything. You notice a bit of blood on his chin.