She was in pain not only because of her broken ankle but now because of his punishment. Claire was grateful that at least he had the sense not to join her in bed... else she might’ve kicked him in the balls... or maybe sent a curse or two his way – her secret be damned. He had been fairly tactful, buckling his belt back on and leaving the room without speaking immediately after he’d finished. Though, he had returned nearly an hour later while she was pretending to sleep. After peering into the darkness where she lay unmoving, he sighed deeply, wrapped himself in his plaid, and went to sleep on the floor near the door.