Laughing, too, Darras keeps her close. She's allowing it, yeah, could likely twist free if she wanted to, but there's effort exerted on his part which counts for something. Rosana is still busily washing herself, and gives them an unimpressed look from her corner of the blanket. That's all right, this isn't about her.
"You couldn't stand it if I didn't speak to you all day. Or, you could stand it, 'cos you can stand anything, my brave beautiful wife, but you wouldn't like it. You'd miss the sound of my voice. Admit it. Admit it!"
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Laughing, too, Darras keeps her close. She's allowing it, yeah, could likely twist free if she wanted to, but there's effort exerted on his part which counts for something. Rosana is still busily washing herself, and gives them an unimpressed look from her corner of the blanket. That's all right, this isn't about her.
"You couldn't stand it if I didn't speak to you all day. Or, you could stand it, 'cos you can stand anything, my brave beautiful wife, but you wouldn't like it. You'd miss the sound of my voice. Admit it. Admit it!"