Edith was quiet for the moment as she made their marriage bed, her eyes flickering towards his form, gazing forlornly out of the window into the white terrain below. She reminded herself that this man was her husband and he was in distress, in need of her comfort. She could provide some semblance of human interaction at the very least.
Carefully, she stepped up beside him and gazed at his reflection too; "Would you like to know whom I see in those eyes?" she asked quietly.