He smiles at her again and cannot think of anything else to say.

She eats for a while.

"What about you, how was your day?"

"Okay. Things might be starting to calm down. Not that - even just normal amounts of pharaohing are kind of horrible. But -" Shrug.

Nod. "That's good, though. Better."

"Yeah. Better to be miserable doing something you actually can do than something you - can't even do, you know?"

"Mhmm. That makes sense."

She wonders vaguely which situation she's in. 

Guess they'll find out.

When they get too tired of stilted dinner conversation they can go to bed. 

Yep.

She is not entirely sure how long the not-having-feelings is going to last, but nothing to do but follow him and see, is there.

He would like to kiss in bed tonight. 

Turns out the not having feelings can survive that. She can kiss him.

Oh good. 

"I want to try to lie together again, with the extended version of the Euphoric Tranquility spell."

She vaguely remembers having a plan for that that involved them practicing him figuring out how to be comforting and stuff if everything went terribly? But that's probably only useful to people with feelings anyway.

"Okay. We can do that."

"Mmkay. We should wait as long as we can for that part, so it's as likely as possible to be long enough." 

"Mhmm. Makes sense."

" - are you okay?"

" - yeah. I'm fine."

She doesn't quite manage to smile when she says it, and doesn't really feel like it's a good idea to elaborate - a conversation about feelings is bound to knock them loose - but she doesn't feel like she's about to cry, and that's pretty much as positive as things get, right now, right?

" - okay, then." It would probably be asking too much to ask her to want to be here; he asked her to try and she's trying. That's - that'll have to be enough. He'll undress them, and kiss her, and try to stop worrying.

She can kiss him back when he kisses her. She is otherwise kind of unable to think of anything to do.

She doesn't brace for whatever happens later. Her brain is studiously avoiding thinking about it at all.

It doesn't really seem like she's okay. But he's - adding rules, right, if he tells her that he wants her to be more okay. He asked one thing from her and he had to and it's not fair to keep piling new things on top. 

"Spells okay?" 

Nod. "Yeah."

- it belatedly occurs to her that she's probably passably good with euphoric tranquility and not super good with waves of ecstasy, but communicating this would take words that she isn't entirely sure she knows how to make, so hopefully he's just not gonna do anything else - 

He reaches for the magic rod that extends his spells and casts it. This gives...three minutes, which is very nearly hopeless but all their other options seem to be just as very nearly hopeless. 

"Okay?"

WOW feelings are GREAT. Feelings are AMAZING. Feelings were HIGHLY UNDERRATED six seconds ago. Everything is good and nice and kind of floaty, and she's with her husband, who is SO good.

"Yeah. That's good. You're really good."

" - oh good. God. I love you. I love you so much."

"Oh good! I love you too."

"I want you to kiss me, and touch me, and tell me that you love me -"