"Thank you." Only after hearing those words did Lith return the embrace.
"You are welcome, silly man." Kamila snuggled her face on his chest. "You don't have to worry about me either. I can understand why you kept your origin a secret, but the day I accepted to marry you, I also promised to accept every part of your life.
"Or in your case, lives. If you see me shaken is because I am, but also because I feel confident enough in our relationship to not be forced to pretend that everything is alright when it's not.
"I don't want to wear a mask and neither should you."
"Gods, what the heck did I ever do to deserve someone like you in my life?" Lith held Kamila tighter, losing himself in the sweet scent of her hair that he had feared lost forever.
"A lot." She replied. "Don't get me wrong, you are still a homicidal asshole, but you are my homicidal asshole. You saved your parents from poverty and our respective sisters from illness.
