A normal man would have regretted pushing his wife so hard that she was flung against the wall. A normal woman would have slid to the ground and begun to cry. Neither of them was normal. With that fully on his mind Rodolphus was ready for her counter attack. It was their way after all.
He stumbled back and the corner of a bench caught his leg. He reached down and grabbed the seat of the bench before he toppled over an plopped himself down. "Things around here can get pretty fucked up, and as much as I want to continue this with you I think it more important that you find things out for yourself first." He knew she wouldn't break, but it had taken time for them to grow to where they were now. Hell, she was still pristine and he wouldn't soil her here and now. "Would you like me to walk you to your cottage?"