"I need you though," Jeanne-Colette said, though she would never say it- but he was not a soldier, he was a husband. His duties were to her and their child. "Come inside, we'll call the doctor in the morning and have take a look at that arm."
Leading the way, up the stairs in a foreign home that had only now grown familiar, she took notice point out a few small details she felt charming. There was her favorite tree and painting in the hall- frankly, it was a home she felt Tristan had purchased without ever laying eyes on.
"Of course, my love. I am not only honored by your return, but elated. I have wished for nothing else."