He shook his head, "She didn't die, either." Not until he killed her at least, and that sent a pang of regret through him.
"Sadako, if I were to lose you, it would be at the risk of my death. Or the treachery of another man. Not because of you." He said, bringing his fingers up to trace across her jaw. "Though you're smarter than her, you'd see through that sort of deception."
He accounted the modern era for producing smarter women. ones which didn't have their men do the thinking for them. He smiled then and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "It's very late, I can hear the morning birds calling. You should get some sleep, pet."