It's such a sincere expression, the first she's seen. Hard to imagining him blushing when he's buried in her. She nods when it seems appropriate to let him know she understood. Spill was obvious. The warmth she felt inside of her as his pleasure seized him, that she felt trickle when he pulled free of her.

"If ... if touching me... lots... not get bored?"

That was the other concern. That men would tire of their wives, in warrior lands. Especially when there was an absence of courtship to foster something more sturdy to begin with.