Uther nodded but did not say much when she first came in and apologized for using the dress. She had done it a few times in the past few weeks and he did mind at first but realized it was being used and it was what she would have wanted. "It's alright." He said as she retreated out the kitchen and up to his bedroom as he finished cleaning and rebuilding the rifles. His hands were greased from lubing the mechanisms of the weapons and putting them aside when she walked back into the room.<br/><br/>His eyes turned to her for a moment before he went back to his preparations until she lowered her hats on his work station and he looked up at her with curious eyes as he removed the poncho from her body. Like any man, Uther's eyes widened and he sat their enthralled by the revelation of tan flawless skin and round firm breasts before she made a request he never figured would come from her lips. He was not a married man anymore but he was a loyal one after he was. The woman before him looked so much like her it felt worse then stepping out on her with a saloon girl like many other men would on their wives in the little town.<br/><br/><strong>"Sarah..."</strong>He began, the lust in his voice breaking through as he looked at her body. She was offering herself to him, a night that she believed would be her last but he did not want to think about that. Uther rose from his seat and walked towards her, swallowed hard as he stared down at her body before pushing her back to the wall.<strong> "Are you sure...."</strong>The man nearly growled, not even giving her a chance to change her mind as his hands undid at the gun belt that slung on her hips.<br/><br/>It felt wrong, he could not look her in the eyes, afraid of what he might see, afraid he might wake up from a nightmare where she was not dead and his son still slept between them. His own hat was tossed aside, followed by his shirt before he embraced her tightly and managed to bury his face into her neck. He sniffed, she even smelled like her, or was the lingering scent of perfume from the dresses she borrowed? With a sudden surge of strength he picked her up and carried her up the stairs until he was able to lay her on the bed before his hand moved down to his pants, undoing the belt and jeans as quickly as possible.