She nodded only slightly. "Yes. And started a turn of events that... I wouldn't change had I the chance." She moved closer to him, resting her cheek against his chest.
"I've had some time to think about it." she confessed, drawing one hand back to trail her fingers along where she was sure the scar started. "If this had not happened, you would be in the Holy Land still, Guy would have eventually whittled me down," and she would be his wife was left unspoken, "Will, and Luke would have been hung, with Allan, Djaq would still be a slave in the mines. Eventually the Night Watchman would be caught and exposed..." Because god knew she would not stop, especially as Guy's wife. "England needed you." Her gaze shifted to meet his. "I needed you."