Samsul sighed lightly as he recalled Anastasia being sick this morning. She didn't look well at all, and although he volunteered to do all the work by himself today, he wished that he wasn't the only one that could sign the papers. The Lost Elf snapped his head up from a paper and looked at the door after hearing someone knocking on the other side. "Enter, please," He said calmly as waited for whoever was on the other side to enter. He smiled as he recognized Millie, and relaxed a little in his posture as he did so. He nodded as she stated that she believed that it would be best for her to stay in bed. He nodded once more after she requested for him to go back to his room, and he did just that. "Thank you for telling me, Millie." He said on his way out.

Samsul walked quickly back to his room to see how his wife was doing. Once he reached the door, he opened it slowly and peered inside to see how she was doing, After opening it fully, Samsul stepped inside and smiled at Anastasia. "How've you been this morning? Feeling any better?" He asked her in a quieter tone as he made his way to the edge of the bed.