Emmeline could make out the sadness in his face even in the darkness, and she bit her lower lip, wishing there was something she could do to help remedy the situation. But all she could provided was company, some sort of comfort, though she wasn't sure what that was in that moment. She'd let the situation direct itself, after all.
Though from their closeness, Emmeline couldn't help herself but notice how awfully handsome he was. Not that she had ever doubted it but.... she hadn't been this close to him in quite a while, after all. Giggling softly then at his words, she blushed slightly, shrugging against the cot before letting her fingers lace with his, bringing up his hand to her lips, kissing it gently. "Aprendà el mejor," she told him easily enough. Pero no soy nada en comparación con mi esposo, el maestro," she finished snuggling in even closer, one of her legs tangling with his.
"How are you feeling?" she asked, titling her head up, looking into his eyes. "Or maybe that's a stupid question," she added. "You don't have to answer that. I just... I wish I could make the pain go away, you know? I don't like it when you're sad."