The carriage rolled through the night while Dorian's body started wracking with pain. He was doing everything he could to remain still and hide the horrible discomfort growing praying at worst it seemed like a headache, after all she mattered most. Getting her safe.

It took him a few minutes to realize she had questioned time and his being. "It took me a few years before my mind did not drift to them daily. And I will be fine, just fine." He murmured the last bits.

Soon the carriage stopped and he looked to her the pain showing in his eyes. "Do you wish to go alone?" No one would find them yet and he figured she would wish to be alone, but he never said goodbye to Christina.