And there it was. The same thing that they'd been doing over and over again for months now. The sheer lack of effort either of them were putting into this relationship made her break a little inside, and she had to actually pause what she was doing for a moment to regain her composure and not cry. It didn't help when she thought about how happy they used to be. She thought that after everything she'd been through in her life, Mishka could be her happily ever after. She had expected problems, she wasn't naive. However, she never expected having to guess as to whether or not her husband even cared anymore. After a few prolonged moments of silence, she took a deep breath and forced herself to answer Mishka. "Yeah, might as well."