He shakes his head a little at her comment, before he arches an eyebrow at her, "I pride myself on few things, my lady wife. My wit, my mind, my sometimes struggling sense of honor, and my desire to never hurt another broken person as I have been hurt. Do you think I honestly would have bedded you, if you did not want me to, in all ways? Love or at least affection would have been the only things that swayed me."

He gave her a sad smile, "You had neither for me. But we did have trust - and trust is sometimes a rarer commodity than a good bed partner." He paused, then added with mock solemnity, "However if you ever change your mind, or find yourself remotely more affectionate towards me, do let me know."