[ By way of answer, a soft smile forms and with it, the rather stern and harder edges of his face vanish. He has not used his favorite name for her as often as he has tonight, and yet it feels right to him. But more than that, in some way, he feels as though his heart is opening more, bringing a certain ease and relaxation along with it. ]

Well, I shall not be overbearing, but while the two of you are still recovering, as I have previously said, I intend to do my part to ensure you return to full strength.

[ A part of him feels conflicted because his wants and desires are somewhat at odds with what he feels is the practical, most reasonable course of action. He wishes to settle into the bath with her, and yet while there is ample room, he fears he might inadvertently brush against her or jar her wounds, and that is what gives him pause. ]

If you would lean forward just a bit, if you can... [ He intends to carefully wash her back and anywhere else that is not as sensitive as the sites of her injuries. Bringing her comfort is his goal, and so he is trying to find out the best way to do so. ]