"! I… Husband, I am also-"
"You already apologised after doing it. Once is enough." — Meeting her troubled expression, the man interrupted, apprehensive of it as his beloved wife's visage should never look like that.
"It was a violent impulse I regret, husband… a cut was left… and red… it is still visible on your edges…" — Her guilt continued nonetheless. Making her avoid the man right after laying sight on the bitten lip. Although demonstrating her regret while her dainty hand posed on that of his placed over her stomach, stroking it as her brown eyes felt the drops amass again in her lids.
The man observed, undisturbed by the touch but moved by the sight. Glancing then at the group finishing the needed preparations to depart once more.
"I cannot say I dislike this kind of ferocity, woman… Just like your scratches… I can make a blind eye."
"... You should not…"
"... Let's forget this. Your regret I dislike."