Nerissa remained silent through the minutes of recovery. She kept her hand on her husband's back, caressing him now and then. Lados had admitted how beneficial her touch was numerous times, how he needed to feel it when trapped in his own fears. She had the power to scourge out his phobias, grounding him back to reality. The wife wrapped her arms around him. Lados leaned against her chest. In her arms he could find peace. Nerissa had never complained about his weight being put against her body. It was remarkable that she could support and accommodate her large man with the same ease she could cradle a baby.
