Fang could tell that Aylia was nervous, of course it took a lot for him to be nervous. â€œThere is no way of telling if it will rain or not. But if it happens, it happens.â€ he says matter of factually. Of course they were both ready for the wedding. He gives her a kiss before rolling over on the side that had his good arm and laid there to go to sleep. â€œGood night.â€ he says as he turns out the light. The sound of rain hitting the windows could be heard and lightning could be seen flashing across the sky and also still the roar of thunder. He could tell that she wasnâ€™t asleep and seemed to be tense. He rolls over laying flat on his back and looks at her, â€œWhatâ€™s wrong? Why are you so tense, there is nothing to be nervous about.â€ He says to her, trying to reassure her. â€œEverything will be fine and go according to plan.â€ he adds trying to reassure her again. He didnâ€™t like when she was nervous, upset or tense. He lay there on his back trying to think of something else to say that would either comfort her or reassure her.