A flash of a memory she'd forgotten appeared out of thin air. She gasped at the recollection of them standing in their bedroom having an argument at some point in the past. He'd said something that she didn't appreciate. In an almost exact reenactment, she split his lip with the back of her hand. He touched his lips, saw the blood, and did nothing. Just walked away without retaliating. Anger might have radiated from him, but he did not strike or curse his wife.