Shivering despite not being cold at all, Romilda reached to tug the blankets over them both. She made sure to only bring it up to her shoulders, not wanting to feel anything on her face or neck. Idly she reached up to touch her nose, sighing slightly at the dull pain. "I'm going to be really upset if its crooked." Yes, it was wonderful that she was alive and safe, but Romilda really didn't want a reminder of what had happened. She didn't want to look at herself and be able to see evidence of what he had done.
"Why would someone do this? I don't understand at all."