"Thank you, Bella," he replied as he headed towards the front door.
Grabbing his jacket, Rabastan grabbed the handle and opened the door. He paused and dropped his head for a moment as though he wronged her. "I should be here for you more, but for once I need to think about myself and put my own needs before yours and my brother's."
He had never said that outloud to anyone before. No matter what Bellatrix thought of him, he planned to do it anyway. As much as she had always enjoyed command and attention, Rabastan needed to take care of himself. He could only assume that Bellatrix noticed how difficult that was for him to tell her, especially after all these years.