"This is common, my male. Perhaps my sickness is harsher than other females because I am different." I reply to his concern peeking down at my shirt praying I didn't get any fluid on it. I changed so many times already. "I do not like seeing you this way. It pains me." He utters with a soft kiss to my head. I shift within his arms preparing to leave his warmth. "Have you finished recharging? We can stay for a little while more." He questions. Eyes sinking into mine checking for flashes of pain or uncomfortableness. "Yes. I am fine, my male. The females need my presence. I must be there." I whisper using my knees to get up slowly. He aids me in carrying my weight, hands around my waist in case I fall back due to dizziness. My feet take small steps as I head to the bedroom mirror. I need to fix myself before they see me like this. I do not wish to look weak, it isn't in my blood to be so.