"Tara will not be burnt out - she has will, and I respect her for it." A shrug and then he murmured: "He respects me no longer that way, and I don't have the power to make him respect it yet." But he shrugged. "We shall see. Things will play out as they do, and the Fates will laugh at us one way or another."
Her thumb, tracing Cora's fingers, and then he leaned to kiss his wife again.
"I'm glad you've come. I was lost without you." Was low and soft.