Dora had always been terrible with holding grudges, but that was hardly anything new. To him, it just meant that they balanced each other out. She would step in to defend him when he was wronged, and he was come in and de-escalate a tense situation.
Like this one. He could practically feel the tension melt off her in waves, Ewan feeling himself smile as he rested his forehead against hers, his hand coming up to cup her face. Letting his thumb gently graze her cheek, he sighed at her confession, knowing fully well that there was no point to really even trying to convince her that she oughtn't have. "I did assume you had," he admitted softly, pressing a kiss to the tip of her nose.