"It is odd to not have his watchful eye on us," He chuckled, picking up the bottle of wine and pouring her more, refilling her glass quite a bit. "Sleeping has been...interesting." It was a rare moment that he admitted that, but it was hard for him to feel as secure after 20 years of being carefully watched. "But certainly far more comfortable. I didn't realize how terribly my back chronically ached until now that it doesn't." He paused and looked down at her plate. "How was it?"
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