"I don't doubt they will. As long as Tony doesn't come back with anything he's not supposed too, I'll honor our deal." She couldn't promise she wouldn't see red if there was any blood on her husband that was his own.
She was tickled that he knew the saying, even though he had probably not seen a Mack Truck anywhere but on TV. Unless he had come across one in New York. "Okay maybe not that bad. But it looks like you got into a fight with a Kangaroo and lost." It was mostly the dark smudges under his eyes, even his hair was starting to look a little dull.
"You're welcome... I just hope it helps a little. Now... there are only three things I want you to focus on, the sound of my voice, the sounds of the forest, and the picture both paint. Clear your mind of anything else. Jerkface, and any other worries do not exist in the universe we're going to make." Her fingers combed through his hair, before she placed each finger tip just so against his scalp.