Had he really gotten to know her so well that he anticipated her question before she asked it? Or was it a common question amon.. Marian stopped that line of thought dead in its tracks. She didn't want to find herself getting jealous over women that she did not know, nor were here at that given moment. And though she stopped the train of thought with a mental shake, it did not keep her cheeks from coloring. "I see you've gotten to know me well." She fought off the grin that followed. Just a little.
An expression that softened before she could school the reaction. "I wouldn't say it was suffering. Unless you consider overeagerness suffering." She looked away from him before she caught herself doing so, and she brought her eyes back to meet his. "But if you're referring to pain, there is none. I could run if I needed to, I'm sure, and I am curious how far I could before I felt any muscle twinges." Not to mention what other things she could do before her middle started giving her trouble, a thought that might have rosied her complexion more than it already was.
A chuckle rose from her, punctuating her words. "Well I hardly hear him describing things, unless he found them interesting. So I do supposed I had that over him. But now I worry if I've gotten predictable, or if that new eye has given you the ability to read minds." Of course she teased raising her hands so that she could give a ridiculous tinkle of her fingers to show that she jested.
His words did draw curiosity, but she would not pry, and it did not show with more than a quirk of her dark eyebrows. Was there something else, someone else, who had been cut away? Her own cutting barely bandaged over, thanks to him. And common sense.
Marian sat back again, though she had moved but a touch closer. And she didn't correct herself. "I seem to have stolen your breath. Should I apologized?" Even the bold one. She dare flirt so soon after his waking. Well, there was no helping it now.