Kissing him back with all the passion she had left inside of him, Aletta hugged him and pulled him closer to herself, shaking quite a bit. "There's no need to apologise... I've been stupid. So absolutely stupid," She said, knowing her soon-to-be husband would demand sex from her as well. It bound them together, along with the feeling of having no home left, no family, nothing. Rolf loved her, he really did, but he was set on having a family of his own, making her his instead of letting out much details about the war and what he was experiencing, leading him to have quite a hard time. If he hadn't been this hard on himself, she'd never have even worried about his capability of keeping himself in check, and she never would've doubted his love for her. "Just... Don't lie to me. Your stomach is making the sound of an elephant spotting a bag of salted peanuts! I'll... I'll make you a proper breakfast, with bacon, eggs and a sausage or two. You can use it for sure." She said with a smile, wiping away her tears as she pinched his completely fat-less cheek. "You need it, the nourishment. I'll bring you a blanket and a cup of soup tonight to keep you warm, but won't be able to stay for long."