Owen does not flinch away from her touch but he does tense slightly.  His duties have not brought him often into this one's presence and tonight marks the most they've spoken since his arrival here.  He wets his lips at her words, seeing no reason to doubt them and sighing softly in his frustration.<br/><br/>"That's what makes it so hard to bear," he answers, "I need to do something..."  Not powerless perhaps, and if death was truly the only escape open to her, would it be an act of kindness to give it to his Felicity?  Would she cling to life, even this life or would she wish the rest of the grave?  And he found his gaze turning once more to the woman across the courtyard as she shook off the water and strode back toward the stable where she slept in a stall like the other animals.  Even now, his Felicity was being forced to similar acts.  Would she learn to enjoy them like that?<br/><br/>He turned his eyes back to Naiobe.  "There must be something... anything... that I can do for her."