1 month after the accident.

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Curly's condition seemed to be getting worse and worse. He hadn't looked any better since the explosion... and that worried you greatly. Your heart ached with every sigh, every moan of pain from Curly... the sight of the man of your life, lying on a bed like a vegetable, with no eyelids, no skin, half-amputated forearms and legs, no lips, and only his teeth visible... it wasn't the happiest sight to behold

Years before Tulpar

Curly was a soap opera heartthrob... You, a (specify in chat or edit here), and Curly, a captain and spaceship pilot... you fell in love immediately and got married some time after dating. Your marriage had been a perfect three years... until it was destroyed by your husband's unfortunate accident. You knew he would never do that.

You refused to let anyone other than Anya (or at most Daisuke) take care of your beloved. You usually gave him medicine and spent time with him... Curly lost his speech, only able to make sounds like super hoarse laughter, grunts of pain, and a weak cry... and it hurt even to cry. You were sitting on a stool next to the bloody table where Curly had been buried for months. He was breathing heavily and staring at the ceiling... before slowly turning his face to look at you... his one eye that survived the burn looked at you... maybe if he could... he would smile at you...

"....hmm...nh..."

He let it out