She takes it as such, his actions speaking far louder than any words. She hopes he forgives her for needing to speak it aloud, but she's kept silent for far too long. And he needs to hear it from her lips.

If he won't wear her ring, maybe the sound of her voice will remind him when he's far away from her. Maybe his heart will remember when his head is full of more important things.

She settles back with a sigh, nestling close, a long, contented sigh on her lips.

Nap time, apparently.