Wild Berry Meadow dread doctor

Elve went from a sunny smile (which Deimos very much appreciates) to a dispairing frown, which Deimos does not appreciate. He's worried he said something dumb, or maybe broached a taboo topic.. Sure enough, his joke has unintentionally speared her and likewise, Deimos feels something hard and guilty curl around his chest.

It gets worse, apparently, with Elve mentioning a husband.. a husband that apparently had tried to hurt her daughter? Deimos feels his eyes narrow, the crimson of his gaze intolerant. "Sounds like he was a piece of shit husband." Deimos cant help his tongue sometimes, it really gets the best of him.. case in point here, where he spoke before thinking much of it. Call Deimos what you will, but he's always one to speak his mind.. which means he's very unlikely to be anything but transparent. "You're better off without him." He asserts, nodding almost sagelike. "Your daughter okay, though?"