He moved into her arms, glad to see her not in bed. She'd been lots sick, he remembered, and he didn't like it when she was; but the healer had come lots and made her better, and that made him happy. When she asked how he'd been he gave a smile and hugged her again. "Luci and I rode horses yesterday with Nonna Eva." Marlowe said happily, before pulling himself back on the couch between them, back straight against the cushion, his hands moving to thread in his lap. "And I learned cazzo! A man in the stables said it!" He said with wide eyes, smiling.