"Nothing you do is good enough. Nothing the others do for you is good enough. Even when good things happen, you don't appreciate them because they don't measure to that accursed day." Marth said.
"Good gods!" Lith said as he finally understood the problem.
"It's like constantly wearing balls and chains that weigh you down the whole time, no matter where you are or with who you are. It's a nightmare." Marth closed his eyes and pinched his nose.
"Also, this is how it worked for me. There is no guarantee that Kamila will experience the same. She might need more time, less time, or some kind of trigger. Only the gods know."
"Any suggestion?" Several plans came up to Lith's mind but he discarded them all because his wife wasn't a problem to solve but a person who needed his help.
