Oh~? Mm, I suppose my husband and I were just meant to be. We grew up together, although I must admit we did not always get along.

[ ...She remembers shoving Richter into mud and bushes and beating up on him. A lot. To the point where Juste had had to step in on more than one occasion to separate them... ]

...But obviously that changed somewhere along the line. I do wish he were here right now. We have already been separated for nearly three years... he had just returned home to me when I arrived here.