Dinner, yes, please, and an extra pillow if there is one to be had. Though please do not worry or fuss, if any of it is too hard. Just if it's not out of your path.

[ She was quiet for a second. Because she knows he's always worried about her, always wanting her to be safe and well.

That he deserves the assurance. ]

It was... [ she exhales, thinking of a word. ] - nice, Dear Heart. [ Truly the thrilling words of passion, there, 'nice', absolutely the kind of review Sweeney wanted. ] It hurt some, to start with... but... only because it was new. But then after... after a little, I felt wonderful. Beautiful and warm and wanted. Perhaps I did not plan it, or think it through, or even that I should... and some of it I must reckon with, in myself, but...

[ She does not regret it. ] It was... good to do things, that others have been allowed to, and not... not have to worry about... everything else.