"Oh." Kami searched his face, concern growing in her own expression as she absorbed his words. "Mirza..." She shifted her hands within the cage of his until their fingers were tangled and then she leaned forward to gently bump her forehead against his. "Oh, hon, that's horrible. No one should be treated like that."
Drawing back slightly again, she lifted her chin to place a featherlight kiss at his forehead. Then she straightened again to meet his eyes. "Often?"