[Well, he's not surprised by her reply but she should know him enough to predict what he will answer.]
I know I'm not allowed to do that. But see, I'm your husband and you're my precious wife, so I'll do whatever I consider it's necessary to protect you. And, regardless of what you think, you're worth every sacrifice. I'm afraid the only way for you to avoid all that would be to run away from me.
[But she won't do that, would she? He smiles at her, almost arrogant but full of confidence and strength.]
Yes, you should. It wouldn't be fair that I'm the only one on guard regarding where you are going.
[He laughs at her reaction, allowing her to push him away, his laugh rumbling in his chest, warm and relaxed. Only she makes him feel like that.]
I already told you, didn't I? I love your scars, no matter how many of them you have, or where you have them. And unless you can tell me who caused them so I can burn them alive until their skin and muscles melt and their bones turn into ashes, there's no reason for any of us to worry about them.
[And he reaches for her to bring her closer and nuzzle her face and neck, kissing it softly.]
Well, we're not sure what season is going on in this world, maybe we should check that, just in case it affects you. That worries me more than the scars.
[Action]
I know I'm not allowed to do that. But see, I'm your husband and you're my precious wife, so I'll do whatever I consider it's necessary to protect you. And, regardless of what you think, you're worth every sacrifice. I'm afraid the only way for you to avoid all that would be to run away from me.
[But she won't do that, would she? He smiles at her, almost arrogant but full of confidence and strength.]
Yes, you should. It wouldn't be fair that I'm the only one on guard regarding where you are going.
[He laughs at her reaction, allowing her to push him away, his laugh rumbling in his chest, warm and relaxed. Only she makes him feel like that.]
I already told you, didn't I? I love your scars, no matter how many of them you have, or where you have them. And unless you can tell me who caused them so I can burn them alive until their skin and muscles melt and their bones turn into ashes, there's no reason for any of us to worry about them.
[And he reaches for her to bring her closer and nuzzle her face and neck, kissing it softly.]
Well, we're not sure what season is going on in this world, maybe we should check that, just in case it affects you. That worries me more than the scars.