[ She sits beside him, facing him. One leg curling under her comfortably to just - attempt to be relaxed as best she can. Something strange about a hurt that is old and yet new, and somehow never healed in between. ]

As well as can be expected. She worries for me constantly. It's like she thinks something will happen to me if she turns her back on me.

[ There is everything that has happened in the caves. But she is still processing that, for another day. ]

I sent her away earlier, before I knew Cesare was coming. If nothing else, I worried she would have run him through.