It was hard for her to look up into that relaxed face of his and so she shifted her eyes away again, looking about the room that was as familiar to her as her own home.
"You're right, Tony," she swallowed. "I do love you. You have become one of my greatest weaknesses. There are somedays when I think that if I just left it might be better for the both of us...but every morning I come back again. Because without you, I don't really know if I could live. It would be a very empty and...heh, dull existence. So I stay. And I'll continue to stay. I'm not going anywhere. You'll always have me. Even when you do stupid, ridiculous things...and that's simply the way it is."
She sighed and then gave a quiet laugh at herself, shaking her head as she moved her hand away from him and turned to look out the window again. She was pitiful, really. Sitting here pouring her heart out to him only when he was in such a state as this. More then likely, if he'd been awake, up and about, they'd be in yet another one of their bickering spells. It was only when the man was finally quiet for once that she could even begin to lay those thoughts out.
With another little sigh and shake of her head, she reached across to the nightstand and picked up the bowl. The water was now at room-temperature and needed to be refreshed.
Rising from the mattress, she moved to make her way back towards the bathroom in order to refill it.