[Oh-- her face is red. Probably she is still struggling from what has happened to her. It's no wonder, too. He wishes he were able to erase it from her memory. He wishes that she had never had to experience that terror and pain, to begin with.

The scar upon her neck bothers him more than he can say. In the shop-- they have the ability to purchase scar removal if he remembers right. He thinks he saw that before. Once they have a more appropriate moment and time, he will send the money to her to have it removed.]

I cannot believe that. Unless they are fools.

[She is kind and gentle and sincere. There is nothing to dislike about that. But she is flushed and clearly still not well, and that is his priority right now. He smiles down at her as her fingers softly squeeze his own-- before he bends down carefully, and softly catches her behind the knees. Easily she is swept off her feet and he holds her in his arms princess style. ]

You're still recovering, and your face is flushed. Are you catching a cold too, or... is that connected to this, too?

[This terrible game they have all just experienced. Either way, right now more than any other time, she deserves only the most tender of care.]

Let me carry you back. Please just focus on feeling better.