Alric pauses a moment at that. Of course, she's not wrong. He knows as well as anyone how brutish certain of the nobility (perhaps less deserving of that term) can be, and it's no great stretch of the imagination to fathom how much worse the wife's position in such circumstances could be. Even so, he smiles politely--it is, after all, a matter of courtesy to sustain a pleasant demeanor, and she clearly doesn't have any need of his outrage--but his attitude does grow a touch more pensive.

"...mm. Well. A good husband certainly should do as you were told... ...but, ah... a dagger, or another knife, is certainly more... subtle than a sword. Although not all situations call for subtlety, as I've no doubt you perceive, yourself."