She listened and steered as he explained his pains, him enduring opening old wounds to better describe his predicament. It was quiet for a bit as she gathered her thoughts, lifting his hand to her lips to kiss. "When you avoided speaking about her, I assumed it was unpleasant. Now I know how truly terrible you suffered. I grieve for you, my love, how much of a nightmare this ordeal must have been with that haunting your mind. I would consider a retreat to heal over what wounds are still fresh."