Once Arthur recognized the possibility that the person in his bed was her, she loosened her grip on him and answered with a muffled 'yes,' nodding her head in case he hadn't heard her.
She licked her lips and moved her mouth away from his hair, adjusting herself so that he could hear her, but still hugging him if he allowed it. "He's not ever going to hurt you again, do you hear me, Arthur? That fucking monster won't touch you so long as I am breathing." She knew how he felt about language, and she had since been able to control her tongue around him, but sometimes, certain words held more effect.