He saw that eyeroll, and for some odd reason, it made him feel better. Not that she was irritated, but that it was so familiar an action in a woman like her, he knew she couldn't be overly harmed if she could find it in her to jest at his expense.

The question caught him off guard, and he frowned as he kept hold of her hands, thumbs stroking gently over her skin, as if he could brush away the ill thoughts of what had happened to her. "I had not. Though, to be quite honest, I haven't found myself sitting comfortably in Olympia. All this unease and unrest directed at new faces... mine the newest of them all. I feel I'm causing more distress than easing."