Bab 418: A thought lost in the abyss of time

"Arty…" Mia moaned, taken aback by my statement. 

The pout from before has now disappeared from her face, replaced by a hard-to-describe expression. 

"You know you didn't have to!" Mia then protested, unsure of how to react to my statement. 

"I'm sorry for putting you on the spot like that," I apologized right as I made sure all the earth from the second excavation fell outside of the formation and formed the upper part of what would be our shelter for the night. "I just couldn't bear with the idea of making you work such a menial job."

Those were my honest feelings. Be it a moral imprint of how I grew up on earth or maybe my own sense of chivalry, I couldn't help but wish to treasure Mia with all my life. 

That's how I always imagined a man should dote on his wife, minding her in the smallest of things rather than only ever proclaiming his great love for her without actually doing shit to prove it.