sad wife, unhappy life

Azure had done his absolute best to avoid Hana in every situation after their late night fight, had not even returned to his den for fear of stumbling upon her there. Days came and passed where he busied himself with his new fleeting obsession with alcohol... and then Pyralis so kindly displayed to him why the toll on his body was not worth the enjoyment. All in all, it had been a shit week. More shit was yet to come, he assumed, as when he arrived to the Cove to do a passing patrol, Hana was the last person he expected to see there.

He stopped mid-stride, heavy paws splaying hard in the cold sand. Trying to determine whether or not he should simply turn and leave, Azure remained silent. At least she was fucking working for her keep, which was the very least she could do after the trouble her capture had brought to the Armada.

"Speech"