She relaxed into his arms as he pulled her close, shifting so she could tuck her face against his chest. It had been a rather long day, and while their relationship had progressed rather quickly, she was just glad that he was here. His frame was large compared to hers, and his body engulfed her as he pulled her close. When he mentioned his need for an actual mattress she laughed softly, her eyes fluttering open to meet his. “Well, the mattresses are amazing but, I’m sure the company helps.” She shrugged, leaning against his shoulder. With being this close to him she could breathe him in, this was a scent that she’d grown to feel safe around. Just some obscure smell that calmed her mind when it raced. There was so much on her mind and, while this was their rest and relaxation day, she needed to get at least some of it off her chest. “Why do you think that huntsmen killed Oliver and not me? He should’ve known what Oliver looked like.”