"What are you sad about?" Haco yawned again. He could sleep the whole day, and often skipped his meals. If it was not for Celia and Joel, who woke him up to eat something, he would go without eating anything at times.
Iris pulled her legs up against her chest and rested her chin on her knees. Her blue eyes dimmed slightly, while Haco resumed to fiddle with the herbs on the table. Though he often forgot about a lot of things whenever his memories collapsed, he would get mad if someone touched his herbs.
"I feel like a failure because I can't get pregnant." Iris felt so bad to say that, despite the fact it was Cane, who had the problem, but as a woman, she felt so disappointed in herself.
