[ Her head tilts as she waits for the question on his mind. Fingers brush over his to encourage him to continue to touch her side and scar. His touch does not hurt, nor is the area particularly sensitive. Alphinaud did a fine job, and she is tempted to further instruct him on healing magick. She decides she will tell him what happened once his question is asked and answered.

Of course, Aymeric always has a way of surprising her. The question--and explanation--is far from what she expected. In fact, she rather thought he might ask of the places she has been, or her and her sister's true wellbeing. Not... the concern on her state of their relationship. Rather, how she conducts herself.

Had she been rather obvious in it all? She had thought that holding herself back would be appreciated and not concerning. Her ears bend down slightly as she looks down in surprise. She doubts he will be satisfied with her own explanation. For a brief moment, her eyes travel to the window as the rain meets glass with more force than it had. ]

I... [ Her gaze drops slightly at her own inability to ever really truly express herself. ] I didn't want to seem overbearing, o-or even disrespectful of your stance on certain acts before we wed... a-and I'm very aware of how stubborn I can be, or even seem to be.

[ She curls her hands together and beings to twist them once more. Perhaps, also, she did not want to be disappointed if what she would want would be rebuked... again. But, she understands, and a relationship is both parties meeting one another equally. ]

I had thought it simply best to do as you would be comfortable with.

[ And, well, she still believes it. ]