"She's your wife. She's yours. Play with her until you get bored."

Is that something you should say to a 10-year-old son, mother-in-law?

My young husband had a stutter. A face covered in snake scales. Hands marked with burn scars. I diligently cared for such a husband by his side.

"Keep eating. You need to eat a lot to grow taller than me."

"D-Do I have to be t-taller than you, Lady Cheria? I-I like that you're t-taller than me..."

But was I too diligent? Where did my soft and squishy husband who used to dip healing items with me go, and why has he turned into a slightly crazy person?

"Did they die? That makes the job easier."

"Pardon?"

"I mean, I think people who talk about life as if it's worthless are trash."

Is he watching my reaction, or is he done?