My love,
How many days has it been since our last mission?
Has it been weeks, even months since our last one?
You won't accept a single one anymore.
Is it because of me?
Surely, it isn't.
After all, the wound wasn't that bad.
Just grazed my side.
I lived, didn't I?
Why did you consider our mission to be a failure?
We had completely obtained our objective.
And even saved many!
But you won't accept that, would you?
Your inward mission had been a failed one,
and you had allowed me to get hurt.
But you think that I am angry at you for it.
Honestly, it was probably key for our mission to be successful.
Do not think of it as a failure, but as an accomplishment!
What if we could use our brains and bronze to good use?
At least for one more day.
We could have a day together, doing what we do best.
And I will have the greatest gift of all...
...you.