Far too long. Theia nodded softly, her eyes dropping to the ground for a moment before she could come back to him. "I understand that feeling." She responded simply, acknowledging his subtext somewhat.
Seeing that forgiveness meant the world, but she was sure her marriage would never be the same. She had literally made Evan pay for her actions with his flesh along with her own. They would forever more have a visual reminder of the mistakes she made not considering the Dark Lord. Whatever they built now would be different.
A soft chuckle slipped from her throat. "Merci, monsieur. Je l'ai appris enfant, mais un homme charmant m'a aidé à m'améliorer ces dernières années." Sometimes their secret language. "Vous parlez magnifiquement. Peut-être ai-je plus à apprendre."